For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic

If I was reading what I'm about to write a week ago I would have said "She's a fucking cracked for being happy". Mostly because a week ago I had my Aunt visiting and she usually brings me down but also because I was living a life of ignorance believing that there was only one way to solve my lovesickness which is to actually ask the guy out. So what do I do instead I man up and get the balls to tell him exactly what's on the go and what does he say to me "I'm not ready to say yes or no." or something along those lines. Most girls would obsess over this fact doing everything possible to get this guy to finally say yes. But me, I'm not most girls. I sit back and say whatev's he'll figure it out I'm amazing eventually. It maybe too late but that's his own fault. This is the way I see it... tomorrow I'm moving back in town, I start my course in less then 2 weeks, I'm going to have the apartment to myself (although I will miss my roommate like crazy), and I have this amazing friendship with a guy who I adore as a person. So what could possibly go wrong? I'm gonna stay positive. I've lived a life of sadness for far too long. It's my time to be happy.