No Hard Feelings

My, what a week it's already turned Out to be, not to mention we celebrated my favorite holiday....... PI DAY!!!! Heck yeah.
So let me fill in the gap between the past and present that has occurred since my last real post.
And..... I'm drawing a blank.
That normally means it was just ok, and my brain was to lazy to remember it.
We had our first and only Wind Symphony concert, which went over alright. I left early with some friends to party (which means we blasted indie music and spent all our money at Panda Express).
Well, if I remember more I'll post about it, I'm positive there was.
Moving on, recently, as in this past month, I've talked to one of my few friends I can have a real conversation with. She has an absurd amount of patience for me, which I am glad of. We bitch to each other and give each other life help constantly, and she finally convinced me to just pretend to be happy, but put a huge effort into it. Because, she said, you'll find you'reself actually in a better mood by the end of the day. Now, I see the logic, this could potentially work, so I tried it. For two whole weeks I was nothing but smiles (more or less), but each day I went home feeling shittier than the last, I felt like I was lying to everyone.
I couldn't be myself, or another person around my friends. So I gave it up. No one noticed.
But then, this friend (same one from earlier) told my that someone liked me. And I was like, BALLS. But I thought, perhaps I could get to know her? I brought this up with the friend, and she prompty vetoed the idea. Regardless I decided to talk to the girl. As it turned out, she was actually quite cool. She was different, in an odd way. So while maintain the guise of not knowing she liked me, I talked to her. We had some nice conversations to he truthful, not to mention a super romantic hug. But everything we did she'd tell my friend, who accused me of leading her on. I eventually came to the conclusion that I was just going to hurt the poor girl, but I couldn't end it because she didn't know that I knew. So I refrained from talking to her excessively. I watched as she slowly became more and more dejected. Until she got over it. It was awful.
Now I don't normally do this because this is MY brain, but I feel like I should just talk to her, explain it all, and give her a reason, so she's not questioning herself. Would this do any good, or should I just let the situation go, I have an uncontrollable urge to rectify things... Don't get used to me asking questions.