If I were to die in combat, I'd go down emptying my magazine into nothing than to just lay there cold dead and with a full magazine of ammunition.

I finally gave up and gathered enough balls to just tell Miss HG about how i felt. It was a disaster. haha i couldnt remember wat i wanted to say and my mind went blank but i came prepared with a letter. it took almost 45 mins and a walk ard her neighbourhood to get everything out of me. i gotta work on my balls and work even harder on being smooth man. sheesh.

Outcome of the battle:

1. Consolation Speech - "u're a great guy...sincere...funny..." blah blah blah more BS "but i'm still in love with my ex" great. OOPS.
2. She asked why i did this
3. She asked if it was the first time i told a girl i liked her ( YES!)
4. Don't worry, i wont avoid you. NOTHING'S GONNA CHANGE. ( ok i read between the lines TOO well) :P
5. She took the letter i wrote in case i fucked myself up.
6. It looks bad, and i probably fucked my chances in the future but hey i feel my sanity coming and some sorta peace...... a numbing sort of peace though.....

oh well.
If i feel better it means i did the right thing right?