The Goddess Situation

Being that I never want to leave you diary readers hanging, I’ve decided that I need to give an update on The Goddess Situation. For those of you who are new to the diary or for those of you who can’t be bothered to remember what I wrote two weeks ago, here’s the cliff notes to the story: I fell in love with this girl. That should catch you up.

Unfortunately, the reason I’ve delayed speaking on The Goddess Situation is because I’m fearful that the story lacks the rousing conclusion it deserves. Certainly, the story is not over, but it is seemingly coming to a rapid conclusion. Yes, it’s true, The Goddess leaves on December 10th, our last day of classes at GC&SU this semester. In only 18 days, The Goddess is transferring schools, and after that I am faced with the reality of possibly never hearing her well-enunciated voice again. Diary readers, we are in dire circumstances.

The reason we are in dire circumstances is because I am either gutless or reasonable. Gutless in that I am not yet ready to grovel at The Goddess’s feet begging for her love, and reasonable, because I know this won’t do any good, anyway. Of course, either way you spin it, I’m screwed.

So, basically, diary readers, I think we should all come to accept that there will not be any notes left on the diary signed “Goddess” anytime soon. That does give me an idea though. Just as The Goddess is walking to her car, baggage in hand, I can run to her, screaming “Wait, Goddess, WAIT!” and, then, hand her my Open Diary URL. After which, she will misplace it, only to discover it 20 years later, come to the diary, and realize that I was in love with her. Presumably, after this, she will immediately fly to Milledgeville, allowing us to meet, get married, elope in Rome, and have a son named Hercules.

Either that, or I’m screwed.