Better to have loved and lost than to....
Happy Canada Day, Happy Fourth of July, Happy whatever else I missed in the last two weeks.
Alright, so there's something that I never mentioned here on LJ, but a recent encounter has prompted me to finally document it.
Back in March, privare invited me to a fundraising/cake event for her sorority. As I read the email, I was kind of hesitant about going because, well, I'm not really into these social affairs where I barely know anyone. However, she revealed her real reason for inviting me: there's a girl in the sorority whom she wants me to meet because we'd be so compatible and it'd "be a shame if (we) didn't meet."
I was unsure as to whether I should go or not. lusciousalicia came on MSN that night and asked me if I was interested in going. I pried for a few details about the girl (for the sake of this post, her pseudonym shall be "Mary"), and she sounded to be an alright girl. She met my two main critera: Christian and intelligent. She was also passionate about peacemaking and helping the downtrodden, which was cool. Alicia and Mercedes had told Mary about me and she was interested in meeting me.
So the day after my birthday, I got all dressed up, went to the Kappa social and walked into a room full of girls. (Me: "Wow, there are 15 generally attractive girls here and you're the only guy - get to work!") I was introduced around and the last person whom I met was Mary. She seemed to nice. I mingled with her for a bit, then with other people, and then her again, and then walked around the room aimlessly, talked with her again, ...
After talking to her for awhile, I saw that we didn't have a whole lot in common. I know people say that opposites attract, but we had very little to talk about other than the standard Waterloo three-point conversation:
-What program and year?
-Are you in co-op? If so, where are you working?
-How's your term going?
Also, she was feeling kind of ill after eating a lot of the sweet food at the affair there so she left at one point to throw up. That kind of rubbed me the wrong way, not that it's necessarily her fault. However, people usually spare others the privilege of hearing the details of what went on in the washroom.
In the end, I took off after about 50 minutes because I could tell that nothing would ever happen between us (and also because I was feeling awkward in a room full of people whom I didn't know - and Mercedes had left the party by this point). Mary seemed disappointed when I said goodbye - I really hope that I didn't hurt her at all. But there was just nothing there for us to build on. I know with which personality types I get along, and we just wouldn't work together. Awkward Pause City: population 2.
Fast forward to Friday of last week. Keith and I are leaving the MC after our CS 341 class with the Zimaster. As I approach the bottom of the stairs, I see someone out of the corner of my left eye. It's Mary. She's walking with a group of friends. I put my head down, avoid eye contact, and keep walking in a straight line while speeding up my pace. Once I was out of the potential line-of-fire, I was able to relax again. I just didn't know what I would say if she talked to me. Would she be bitter at me for leaving the social event, or would she actually be interested in talking and getting to be friends, or is she just indifferent and considers me one in a sea of 20 000 faces?
Man, relationships can be such a complicated matter. It'd be nice if one worked out for me someday.
Alright, so there's something that I never mentioned here on LJ, but a recent encounter has prompted me to finally document it.
Back in March, privare invited me to a fundraising/cake event for her sorority. As I read the email, I was kind of hesitant about going because, well, I'm not really into these social affairs where I barely know anyone. However, she revealed her real reason for inviting me: there's a girl in the sorority whom she wants me to meet because we'd be so compatible and it'd "be a shame if (we) didn't meet."
I was unsure as to whether I should go or not. lusciousalicia came on MSN that night and asked me if I was interested in going. I pried for a few details about the girl (for the sake of this post, her pseudonym shall be "Mary"), and she sounded to be an alright girl. She met my two main critera: Christian and intelligent. She was also passionate about peacemaking and helping the downtrodden, which was cool. Alicia and Mercedes had told Mary about me and she was interested in meeting me.
So the day after my birthday, I got all dressed up, went to the Kappa social and walked into a room full of girls. (Me: "Wow, there are 15 generally attractive girls here and you're the only guy - get to work!") I was introduced around and the last person whom I met was Mary. She seemed to nice. I mingled with her for a bit, then with other people, and then her again, and then walked around the room aimlessly, talked with her again, ...
After talking to her for awhile, I saw that we didn't have a whole lot in common. I know people say that opposites attract, but we had very little to talk about other than the standard Waterloo three-point conversation:
-What program and year?
-Are you in co-op? If so, where are you working?
-How's your term going?
Also, she was feeling kind of ill after eating a lot of the sweet food at the affair there so she left at one point to throw up. That kind of rubbed me the wrong way, not that it's necessarily her fault. However, people usually spare others the privilege of hearing the details of what went on in the washroom.
In the end, I took off after about 50 minutes because I could tell that nothing would ever happen between us (and also because I was feeling awkward in a room full of people whom I didn't know - and Mercedes had left the party by this point). Mary seemed disappointed when I said goodbye - I really hope that I didn't hurt her at all. But there was just nothing there for us to build on. I know with which personality types I get along, and we just wouldn't work together. Awkward Pause City: population 2.
Fast forward to Friday of last week. Keith and I are leaving the MC after our CS 341 class with the Zimaster. As I approach the bottom of the stairs, I see someone out of the corner of my left eye. It's Mary. She's walking with a group of friends. I put my head down, avoid eye contact, and keep walking in a straight line while speeding up my pace. Once I was out of the potential line-of-fire, I was able to relax again. I just didn't know what I would say if she talked to me. Would she be bitter at me for leaving the social event, or would she actually be interested in talking and getting to be friends, or is she just indifferent and considers me one in a sea of 20 000 faces?
Man, relationships can be such a complicated matter. It'd be nice if one worked out for me someday.