The Threshold of Coolidity

So, as Spring Break set in I promised to remain cool, composed and in control of missing Victoria, I wouldnt let my feelings out , nerves of steel and I did great for 22 hours and 13 minutes and then I found myself on the facebook writing a message to her . The message poured out how I think she's awesome, and how I hope she doesnt hate me. I am shocked at myself ...  My ego, the size of a small country, which I never ever compromise, was swept aside by this immature  tantrum of getting Victoria to say hi to me. Its been 2 and a half weeks since, but she still hasnt said hi ...  instead she's joined some group called "I've been stalked on this site blah blah and I'm still on it".. and I cant help think that she's done this becoz of me and it feels aweful.  so I needed a smart, sexy and bold solution to my dilemma. On one hand my second message to her boldy promised that I would walk upto her the next time I saw her, on the other it kinda asked for  a reply ....  And thats when my stupid head came up with the idea of reverse psychology. Maybe, just maybe, if she dint see me for a while she'd miss me, so I avoided the stamp all week, esp Friday (it helps that the weather  is freaking awesome and its fun going downtown) but come Friday evening i was miserable and I missed seeing her like crazy! So my reverse psychology reversed on me and bit me in the ass .... I miss her, she thinks I'm a stalker ... I like her, she hates me .... ... I'd bet things cant become worse, but the way this is going I wont ...
- Bandy