Brought to you by Towel, again:
Here's the Facebook message, verbatim, that I sent Gina a couple days back...
Subject: Gina, holy shit.
Message: alright i'm supposed to be studying for an exam right now, but i just remembered that i meant to tell omething you after i knew i'd never see you again: i had a huuuuuge crush on you. and i used to hope that whatever guy you ended up with'd have a good understanding of what exactly it is he's got in life. that's it. even though i didn't know you hardly at all, that's it.
i meant to tell you awhile back, but i ddn't. (that's college's fault.)
I was drunk. That was July 20th at 12:34 a.m. Two days later I had post-confession remorse. But rather than take back what I said, I did this...
Subject: Uh, take your time reading this.
Message: I mean I guess you don't have to respond to that confession, though it sure makes me feel like an ass. Your muteness reminds me, however, that I gotta explain myself a little better... It's not like I kept a diary about you, or stared longingly at you when you weren't looking, or wrote Gina poetry, or anything creepy. And I know for sure that those things *are* fucking creepy because this one chick in my math classes DID all that shit at me.
The reason I promised to tell you was because of one night when my crush on you got me really confused. For whatever reason, you came and picked me up and meant to drive me somewhere. And I dug you but I couldn't for the life of me think of anything to say the whole ride. We didn't even GO anywhere, you just took me home after like a half hour. The kicker is we hardly ever spoke again after that. Did I just awkward things to death? I mean I didn't know whether to regret that night or not, cause I just had no scope on things. I had no scope on whether or not you liked me, you know, or whether you were just being cool to me.
So honestly, life went on. Yeah t's silly, I know. But so was high school. And so was instant messenger. And so is facebook. The point is I'm pretty sure you and i aren't gonna meet up again anytime in the near future--or, for that matter, the distant future--so why *not* tell you that I was crazy for you? Here's to one last time, and this is mostly just cause I always wanted to see this written out and know you'd read it: Gina Murante, I would donate my arms and legs to charity just to get to spend one hot night with you.
Alright, back to my homework. Fuck summer classes.
I was sober this time. That was sent at 12:22 a.m. tonight. Hopefully nobody reading this thinks less of me or less of their memory of high school Towel.
Cause I'm serious:
For HER?? Fuck my arms and legs.
This has been Towel, over and out. (But you guys can always tell it's me, anyway.)
Posted by suppletowelcuddle at July 23, 2007 12:28 AMhahahahaha! Fan-fucking-tastic. I cringed through that entire post until you got to the clincher about donating your arms and legs. That may have been the only redemption for the whole "please don't think i'm creepy cus i'm not but i really like you and that might seem creepy but seriously, i'm not creepy" beginning. But taking the confession and a package, I can summarize: Being with you is the best decision this girl could ever make, she should kick off the fucking high heels and run full out after your departing back tires.
Posted by: Naimul at July 23, 2007 1:49 AMthis is interesting because i know the girl
there is only one gina who is worth donating your arms and legs to charity for and she is an ap european history teacher!
anyway, its cute, and its honest! which is adorable, just dont get yourself down if there isnt a response.
most the time these types of crushes are people on pedestals. and we build them up in our head as greater or greater in different ways than they actually are. you're fucking cool, towel, (chris or dana?) i think dana... and you'll get the girl when you start being honest about these type of feelings from the get-go. i'm not saying write lots of fb drunk messages, just don't pretend to like someone as just friends when you want to be more than that. upwards and onwards!
Posted by: jayme at July 23, 2007 10:06 AMgosh, well.. who hasn't done that before? It feels good to get these feelings off your chest but it is slightly cowardly to involve facebook. remember chicks like confidence, and maybe she didn't sense confidence in you when you were in the car with her, but it is possible she did, like she could have been self conscious the same time you were. Knowing this you should AT LEAST be confident in writing her. Know that every word you offer is a gift of idea. Any what ideas were you giving her? (im studying for an exam) - not sexy - (huuuuuge crush on you) - not sexy - (that's it... that's it) - not sexy.
you did better on the second try, more confident. but is it possible that sending this message was more about making you feel better than making her feel anything at all? I think, as these things go, for the moment, what you did was write her out of your life. don't worry. you can always write her back in.
Posted by: joel at July 23, 2007 9:35 PMMy freshman year I came home drunk and wrote a facebook message to this girl that i thought was hot (I didn't really know her) and I told her we should date or something. Whoopsie.
Posted by: rob at July 23, 2007 11:06 PMhaha no i don't want her back in life. you were right to see it as me writing her out. facebook isn't communication, and even drunk dana knows that.
Posted by: at July 23, 2007 11:40 PMno, jayme, it's the older gina murante--from westside, not duchesne.
Posted by: Towel at July 23, 2007 11:51 PMWandy Teeth has just confirmed from an anonymous source that Gina Murante and her boyfriend Alex "Wiggles" Wigton were once victim to brutal harassment from the Cock Thieves.
Posted by: at July 24, 2007 9:21 PMahhhh i see i see
Posted by: jayme at July 30, 2007 4:59 PMdude, i'm late to the party but speaking (strictly) from middle school experience, don't waste yo time. go for a real lady. trus me. use your towel self to wipe the guff from your eyezz.
Posted by: Jason C at August 7, 2007 4:53 PMshe wrote back.
Posted by: towel at September 27, 2007 3:21 AMand then she wrote back *again* saying she found this blog. she was pissed. i told her to get over herself. this was all via facebook, though, so it kind of undercut the drama.
Posted by: towel at December 10, 2007 1:43 AM