I detest your abandoned blog
December 11, 2005 on 12:00 pm | In Life |[02:27:48] <@kopa> # GoneWacko Says:
[02:27:48] <@kopa> December 9th, 2005 at 6:59 pm
[02:27:48] <@kopa> ‘Possibly’ ![]()
[02:27:48] <@kopa> I’ll write before 0:00 AM GMT+1; I swear (with my fingers crossed)!
[02:27:58] <@GoneWacko> xD
[02:28:21] <@kopa> Let’s see.
[02:28:28] <@kopa> Today is the tenth, 2:26 AM
[02:28:38] <@GoneWacko> -_-
[02:28:49] <@GoneWacko> I was playing WOW
[02:28:57] <@kopa> Ask yourself, GoneWacko.
[02:29:02] <@kopa> WHAT IS MOST IMPORTANT?!
[02:29:15] <@kopa> YOU wanking off to WoW, or WE wanking off to your blog?
[02:29:22] <@GoneWacko> seriously wtf is there to write about
[02:29:49] <@kopa> GoneWacko: Has NOTHING occured in your life? ![]()
[02:29:55] <@GoneWacko> nope
[02:30:04] <@kopa> Really?
[02:30:21] <@kopa> Still doing great in school?
[02:30:25] <@kopa> Stressed? Easy?
[02:30:48] <@kopa> Met any old friends?
[02:30:57] <@kopa> Anything funny happened?
[02:31:08] <@kopa> What about that girl, you could write about her?
[02:31:20] <@kopa> The train ‘incident’.
[02:31:41] <@kopa> What about WoW?
[02:31:45] <@kopa> Anything cool on that front?
[02:31:49] <@kopa> Any EPIX ITEMZ?
[02:32:04] <@kopa> Are you going somewhere in the near future?
[02:32:20] <@kopa> Your thoughts on the newest things?
[02:32:25] <@kopa> XBOX 360?`
[02:32:45] <@kopa> Any new games?
[02:34:38] <@kopa> Etcetera, etcetera.
[02:37:15] <@GoneWacko> nope I’m still my boring old self.
[02:39:53] <@kopa> GoneWacko: Bah, common.
[02:40:00] <@kopa> Tell that Train thingy again at least
[02:40:03] <@kopa> It was interesting
[02:40:07] <@kopa> She might even see it(!)
Hmm hmm.
Fine.
I shall now copy-paste something I wrote on TT-Forums. 'Tis long, but you asked for it.
So. Friday the 25h of November. The Netherlands.
Snow and rain have thrown the country’s infrastructure into complete disarray. Trains won’t go or will only go half way, freeways and even ‘normal’ roads are full of traffic jams. I go home from school. I have to take two trains: one from the school to the central station of Arnhem and then one from Arnhem to my hometown, Ede.
My first train has a 20 minute delay because of the bad weather. It drives to Arnhem. I go to the platform where my train should be, but I conclude that EVERY train in the netherlands is either cancelled or very very delayed. Trains are missing personel or can only drive half their route because of derailed trains and fallen trees blocking the way.I see a train pulling into a different platform. I know this train will go to Ede so I get into it. (it’s what we call a stoptrein: I stops at every station on the route as opposed to the sneltrein which only stops at the larger/more important stations)
Oookay, enough with the strange narrative technique. On to the important stuff:
As I stepped into the train, I looked into the eyes of a girl and then I went and looked for a seat. Before I sat down, the girl asked me whether the train would to go Amsterdam. I didn’t expect that she would start talking to me, so in a mixture of surprise and shyness I said: “I don’t know. <interval>… I hope so”. Then the girl sits down 2 seats away from me and asks a man if he has any idea.
We sat for a minute or so and then the girl walked out of the train.
Moments later the speakers on the platform said that the sneltrein to Utrecht, which also stops at Ede and would normally also go to Amsterdam, was about to arrive on another platform. The man and I got our stuff and started walking because we thought this train would be there sooner than the stoptrein we were in.When I waited on the platform, I met the girl again. She walked up to me again, said something like “you’re here too?” and then just stood there for a moment, after which she went and asked for information from a Dutch Railways representative. After some time I decided to go to the man as well, but before I could ask my question I got my answer, and the girl is gone as well.
After a little more waiting, I decided to go to the stoptrein on the other platform again because my other train still hadn’t arrived.
At the top of the stairs I met the girl again.She asked me how I would be travelling. I said “I’m going to Ede-Wageningen”. Apparently she was under the impression I was going to Amsterdam (my quick response somehow featured the words ‘i hope so’ earlier on, remember?) so she asked me “and then?”.
I said “Well I live in Ede, so… (I won’t travel any further)”.< — I didn’t actually say the latter, but I just added it here to make things clearer.
Then she said something along the lines of “Oww, idiot”, in a nice if not sweet kind of way, and quickly rushed off to a different train or platform.That was the end of our conversation.
The moment I sat in my train that was going to Ede (not the stoptrein after all because it didn’t have a crew), I felt a little bad.
Our conversations were very very short, I didn’t even know her name. Still I felt bad; I wished I had asked her for some sort of contact information so we could keep in touch. It wasn’t love or anything, she was just a nice girl (i’ll admit she wasn’t exactly ugly either, imo)
I thought of what might have happened if I* Had walked up to her and asked her for contact information
* Had given her advice on how to travel, anyhow (which would funnily enough mean she’d be in my train for about 25 minutes which would have given me ample opportunities to talk)
* Had travelled to Amsterdam (hah, I wouldn’t seriously have done that, but still, my mind was going through every possibility at high speed)Thinking back, I still find it to be a damn shame that we just parted like that.
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So, having written so much text, I’ve forgotten what my questions and or conclusions were going to be, so I’ll leave it at this:
What do you think?
and
Ever had anything like this happening to you?![]()
Happy now? :p
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Joy has fallen upon me …and sadness.
Comment by kopa — December 11, 2005 #
Woohoo. This is one nice blog post. Seriously, it was an interesting story and I like the way you narrated it … if you fail at informatics you should think about becoming an author.
And did I get it right, that you did not know that girl before, that she was a complete stranger so to say? And what were her boobs like?
Hm … you can skip my last question.
Well if you see her again you can ask her for her phone number or if she has any plans for the weekend … or whatever, I’m not experienced in such things.
Comment by Medic — December 11, 2005 #
Actually, there is one more thing I’d like to add:
A certain girl from my school seems to have a certain interest in getting to know me a little better. Since the moment when she stepped into our classroom (that was 2 years ago) I knew that this was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.
Still, everytime she is trying to get into a conversation with me I manage to mess things up and answer the most stupid things. I’ve gone so far to be afraid of even seeing her, because I am always scared of doing/saying something embarassing.
To quote Bad Religion: Do what you want, but don’t do it like me.
Comment by Medic — December 11, 2005 #
Indeed.
I can’t really remember.
It was dark
And thanks for the ‘compliment’ (i guess that’s what it was) about the narrative technique ^^
And you should go talk to that girl (heck, if you REALLY must, start with MSN, it tends to make people more relaxed knowing they won’t get slapped in the face).
Just make sure it doesn’t become an MSN relation ._.
Comment by GoneWacko — December 11, 2005 #
A sexcamera relation.
Comment by kopa — December 11, 2005 #
kopa life is not about sex nor about boobs.
Wait a second … damn that’s what it’s all about! Oo
Comment by Medic — December 12, 2005 #
It’s true what Medic said, it’s very good stylistically (as well as grammatically etc)
(Embarrassingly I nearly misspelt grammatically!)
Comment by Melkur — December 12, 2005 #
Aw. Great story, but a sad ending. Damnit, stop thinking your blog will be crap! Just write!! I totally agree with kopa - I always try and muster up *something* every day, or every other day even. Even if it’s just, I ate a sandwich today… Lol. I obviously have nothing better to do in my life than read about yours so start writing or you will be personally responsible for my boredom.
Comment by Sionide — December 14, 2005 #