I think my girlfriend is a Christian! Advice needed.
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That's like 5 text messages' worth right there. I suspect this will end with, "I told you never to contact me again, stalker."
You're right, he should just send an email instead.
MB could find a way to make a sign-language message creepy.
No, no. He should go to her house and stand on her yard and shout it with a megaphone. At 6:15 am. On a Sunday. That's how to get her to listen.
He needs a boombox like John Cusack. Play some Peter Gabriel and tell her he can't live without her...even if she is a knuckle-dragging cavewoman who believes in a religion.
You're right. It is maybe a bit to subtle.
Maybe he should hire a sky-writer and having it "posted" over her house?
No. He should use pig's blood to paint a love message all over his bare chest. Then take photos of it and send them to her.
Subtle. Understated. Less creepy than what he's been doing thus far.
The pig's blood is good, plus he could throw in some Old Testament metaphors to, you know, speak her language.
Anything to keep her off that plane and out of the grabby hands of the North Koreans!!
Anything to keep her off that plane and out of the grabby hands of the North Koreans!!
I still like the John Cusak idea, maybe instead of playing an 80s love ballad he could just play his message?
SAY ANYTHING 2: FAITHLESS LOVE
Rated R for disturbing scenes of stalking, body desecration and vulgarity regarding organized religion
Rated R for disturbing scenes of stalking, body desecration and vulgarity regarding organized religion
Well, he tried that once to... "disturbing" results.
[yt]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cycVTXtm0U0[/yt]
She was in class today! First time in over a week. Really strange! I thought she'd completely dropped out. Well anway, I'm getting ahead of myself. I should let you guys know that I didn't send her Teacaked's post like I was going to. On reflection I decided it would probably be a little weird. I haven't even talked to her about her missionary work yet. I've only texted her a couple of times just asking generally to talk. She hasn't responded, but at least she didn't text back asking me not to text her anymore. I took that as a vaguely encouring sign. I did think about the idea of going to her home but decided against it. I was out with my friend Thames and we were near where she lived and I asked him to drive us near, but halfway there he asked why and I suddenly felt anxious about the whole thing and realized it was wrong. So I told him to turn his van back around and we got out of there. I made the right choice.
Anyway, as I was saying, she was in our class today! Just sitting there like nothing had happened. Well, I gave her some space. I stayed at the other side of the room. It was only at the end of the class that I started to sidle over in her general direction. She was talking to her friends and I wanted to hear if she mentioned missionary work. I had to know for sure that she was going to do it before I tried to talk her out of it. Well, I didn't quite hear anything like that. I think I heard one of her friends (the one that doesn't hate me) mention her brother. That confused me. Could there really be a sick brother after all!? Maybe she wasn't going to do missionary work. Well, anyway, she saw me. Our eyes locked.
Time seemed to pause like Picard looking at the hummingbird in Insurrection. Well, not really, that as lame lol. But I could defiantly feel in my mind that this was a crucial moment in time. A lot rested on how I reacted to this chance meeting of our eyes. I could blurt out that I knew what I suspected she was planning, or ask if she really had a sick brother, or ask why she didn't return my calls and texts. But I didn't. Instead I said this.
"I just came over to apologize for everything that happened. It was all my fault and I don't want you to feel weird about it. I'm sorry. I hope we can be friends again someday."
It was, I have to say, a genius move on my part. No I didn't entirely mean it (it wasn't ALL my fault of course) but it was the right thing to say to get in her good books again. She thought about it for a second and SMILED and said "that's cool, thanks, see you around." YES! It worked perfectly. Now I won't have to do anything to get the truth out of her but get closer to her over the next few days. She'll tell me everything soon and then I can plan on what to do next, irregardless of it's talking her out of leaving the country or comforting her about her sick disabled brother. Either way, I'll make it work. I'm definitely not going to let her get away from me. Not this time.
Anyway, as I was saying, she was in our class today! Just sitting there like nothing had happened. Well, I gave her some space. I stayed at the other side of the room. It was only at the end of the class that I started to sidle over in her general direction. She was talking to her friends and I wanted to hear if she mentioned missionary work. I had to know for sure that she was going to do it before I tried to talk her out of it. Well, I didn't quite hear anything like that. I think I heard one of her friends (the one that doesn't hate me) mention her brother. That confused me. Could there really be a sick brother after all!? Maybe she wasn't going to do missionary work. Well, anyway, she saw me. Our eyes locked.
Time seemed to pause like Picard looking at the hummingbird in Insurrection. Well, not really, that as lame lol. But I could defiantly feel in my mind that this was a crucial moment in time. A lot rested on how I reacted to this chance meeting of our eyes. I could blurt out that I knew what I suspected she was planning, or ask if she really had a sick brother, or ask why she didn't return my calls and texts. But I didn't. Instead I said this.
"I just came over to apologize for everything that happened. It was all my fault and I don't want you to feel weird about it. I'm sorry. I hope we can be friends again someday."
It was, I have to say, a genius move on my part. No I didn't entirely mean it (it wasn't ALL my fault of course) but it was the right thing to say to get in her good books again. She thought about it for a second and SMILED and said "that's cool, thanks, see you around." YES! It worked perfectly. Now I won't have to do anything to get the truth out of her but get closer to her over the next few days. She'll tell me everything soon and then I can plan on what to do next, irregardless of it's talking her out of leaving the country or comforting her about her sick disabled brother. Either way, I'll make it work. I'm definitely not going to let her get away from me. Not this time.
Remind me never to smile at you MB.
I'm in the past tense! Whatever could this mean.
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