One Last Time

[Sigh]

I was able to spot her within a tremendous crowd of people.
She seemed to have stood out the most, with her jet black hair and caramel colored skin.
I tried to get one last good look at her before I leave, just to see her whole one last time.
“Selina!” I shout, hoping intently that she hears my voice.
She turns around and I wave slowly; slightly delighted by the fact that she was able to notice me instead of the others who surrounded us.
She responds with a gentle swing of her hand, not such of a formal good-bye, but decent enough for me.
I turn around and walk towards my aunt’s car, the ride that will bring me home.
I hope once I get back I’ll forget about everything that happened here.
But I guess that’s not the case anymore.

__________________________________________________ _______________

About 3-4 Weeks ago I attended a 3 week summer camp where I met the first girl I ever liked.
I didn’t talk to her much, and whenever it seemed the time was right, or whenever it was like I could talk to her, I pretty much avoided her and went off to screw around with my friends.
Eventually she found out I did like her, and after that I avoided her even more.
The camp ended, and when it did I began to attend a second session of the same camp, where half the day I would sit around or walk around campus listening to an overtly depressing Death Cab for Cutie song on my I-Pod.
When I finally got back home, I was talking to a good buddy of mine saying how much I missed her. I then got a response saying “You fag! Stop talking about Selina, you’re never going to see her again!”
This didn’t make me feel any much better, so I decided writing a story would help.

[Sarcor]

Umm, go by that again? Explanation too. O.o

[Admiral]

I think the top half is his living out a second meeting between himself and the girl in his imagination (i.e. written down), and the bottom half is what actually occurred over the past several weeks.

[Sigh]

The top half are the last few moments I see her before I leave.

The bottom half is an overview of the first 1/3 of my summer.

[Sarcor]

So its actually non-fiction or what? 0.0

[Sigh]

I think you got your literary terms wrong...
Non-fiction is mostly historical text while something like this would be considered a memoir.
It would be like comparing two movies of different genre, say for example we decided to take a documentary like United 93 and another movie, also based on a true story, but more memoir/fictional like (Remember the Titans or 300 i.e.)
If we were to be literally exact, this would be considered "non-fiction" but in terms of the writing world, it is not.
In conclusion, if I was ever to write an entire story including my experience at this summer camp, this would be considered a brief passage of a memoir.

[Sarcor]

So this is a memoir?

[Admiral]

It'd be biographical non-fiction. Or just non-fiction.

I mean, I guess it fits the definition of a memoir:

"a record of events written by a person having intimate knowledge of them and based on personal observation."

But it wasn't all that evident that there was an intimate knowledge of the events. It seems to be more of a nonfictional retelling. Or realistic fiction, depending on how well you remember things.

But yeah, nonfiction = "the branch of literature comprising works of narrative prose dealing with or offering opinions or conjectures upon facts and reality, including biography, history, and the essay"

Literary classification ftw. But I don't think Sarcor was looking for a literary term, rather he may have been searching for an explanation of what it is exactly that you're writing. Sarcor, though, can correct me if I am mistaken.

[Sarcor]

You make every little post count do you? How can i say no to that statement.

JK

Of course you're rite.

[Nosedagger]

“You fag! Stop talking about Selina, you’re never going to see her again!”

Kinda right. You missed your chance!

( I probably woulda run if I was in your place too D= )

[Senvae]

The thing about women is: you have to take your chance, or else you end up like you are now, sad and regretful. I know this because I used to be like you. Life, however, brought many ill tidings and unfortunate events that led me to believe that opportunities must be seized. You can only win the lottery if you buy at least one ticket, so talk to the woman next time this happens. Give yourself a chance to win her heart. You may never see Selina again, but you should be damned if you let the next one slip through your fingers! Am I right?! Now go git'er!!

[Sigh]

Originally Posted by Senvae

The thing about women is: you have to take your chance, or else you end up like you are now, sad and regretful. I know this because I used to be like you. Life, however, brought many ill tidings and unfortunate events that led me to believe that opportunities must be seized. You can only win the lottery if you buy at least one ticket, so talk to the woman next time this happens. Give yourself a chance to win her heart. You may never see Selina again, but you should be damned if you let the next one slip through your fingers! Am I right?! Now go git'er!!

Oh Senvae, you are such a great guy, if only you were a cousin or sibling.

The thing about me is that I'm typically the odd ball when it comes to crushes and love. Whenever my friends are talking about having sex they start asking me my opinions. I usually only respond by saying "I hate women" and ignore whatever else they have to say.

The thing is, I never really felt passionately about a girl that much before. I mean sure, I've masturbated plenty of times before, but when it comes to love it feels so much different.

So for me, having a crush is extremely odd. I've always been telling people and my friends I've never had a girl that I truly ever liked. I guess Selina was just something extremely special, or at least someone that could've gotten me to be shy and nervous for once.

[Admiral]

Well, next time that that happens, hop to it! I nearly skipped out on an opportunity about 19 months ago, and I've been very glad since then that I didn't.

You never know what might come of having the courage to just initiate a conversation.

[Senvae]

Just so you don't feel so alone right now Sigh, right this moment I have the same feelings for a girl at work. Problem is that because we worked together, I didn't ask her out at first, believing it was just a little crush on another pretty girl. After I refused to myself to cross that "work relations" barrier, I figured out more and more as the days went by that this woman was not just a simple little girl. She had a fantastic personality, a great smile, and a sense of humor (huge turn on for me). We got along great, especially since we were the only 2 in the office for 3hours straight every night, closing shifts. I thought that she was starting to fall for me too though, but I was too thick to catch the hint when she insisted that I should show up for the xmas party. (I decided not to go because it was too far away from home and I couldn't afford the taxi ride back home that week). Turns out, she met someone else from the office at that party and they hooked up. I lost what could have become the most important person in my life, because I was afraid to imply myself. Still to this day, even though we both moved to different depts. overtime, I cross her in the hallways and talk to her on lunchtime. She even made it to my msn list. But damn it, my heart aches everytime she's near me.

Maybe it's too late for Selina buddy, I just wouldn't want you to miss the next one. I know you will find another special woman, but even at 24 years old, I could only count my serious loves with one hand. DON'T let her get away next time, no matter what kind of guy you are.