Thank you for that. The story shall be posted soon.
But first, an update. After last night's episode of 1 vs. 100, I decided to take a new route with this whole thing. Instead of having my friend try to convince her how great I am, I've decided that it'll be more beneficial to me if he tells her how great I am, but also says something along the lines of how low my self-esteem is, and ask if it would kill her to say yes if I asked her out.
Yes, my fanmail.biz friends, I am trying to get a pity date. People don't usually try to get a pity date, but I am. Because I believe that it is the one way I won't end up like the 1 vs 100 contestant.
The story will come either later today or tommorow, for all that are interested.
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This is the short version. The long version is half as long as this, and it's still the first week of school (the story ends in May). Feel free to comment on my life. I changed the names to protect the innocent. I should know by Monday if I got the pity date. Without further ado, here's the story. Oh, and nobody has any right to reproduce this story in any way without handwritten permission from me.
When I look at her to this day, I think back to when this whole thing started. It was the first dance of the school year. Her hair, her dress, her eyes; she was more beautiful than a supernova or a nebula. In plain English, she was more strikingly beautiful than Miss America. She still is. Everything about her said, “I’m too good for you†but I was so stupid, I tried to get her anyway. I felt like I was in a Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan movie. The plots of both of them are all the same, and I was living one. Think about it, man loves woman, woman hates man but loves other man who turns out to be the man she thinks she hates, the love overrides the hate and they marry. Sometimes the gender roles are reversed but it’s the same in Sleepless in Seattle and You’ve Got Mail (family movie nights, don’t ask). Only the movie I was living was slightly different (actually it’s only the same up to woman loves other man). My plot was man loves woman, woman hates man but loves other man and first man writes paper about how he didn’t get woman. In case you haven’t already noticed, I’m the first man. Ouch!
Following the advice given by the “Ask Us Anything†article in my most recent edition of Boy’s Life and by Jim Belushi in his book, Real Men Don’t Apologize, I decided to tell her of her beauty and ask her out. As I was preparing to cross this threshold, I consulted my “friend†Eddie and he told me this was a bad idea and that I shouldn’t do it. Later, he called me back and told me to do it. I asked him why and he said he wanted to see what she would do and watch her beat me up. Nice guy. He gets nicer than that. I’ll get more into his acts of kindness later. The second I hung up with him, I promised myself I would ask her out, no matter what he says or does, before the end of the school year. I tried to figure out when to do this. I eventually settled on health class, which we started the next day or we already started, I don’t remember. I didn’t know what day, though. Well, the wise Miss Marcinkevich figured that out for me (or so I thought). Technically, it was my health class. They were so disruptive, Miss Marcinkevich began moving people. In a brave and bold three person move, I wound up sitting next to her. I felt my heart skip a beat, as Miss Marcinkevich put her next to me (thank-you).
I was about to do it, but out of fear, I backed out. I figured I would do it he next blue day. Miss Marcinkevich (or my health class) put an end to that thought. We were getting assigned seats at the beginning of that class. I had to stop this (or at least make sure I sat by Jamie). I alerted the wise Miss Marcinkevich of the fact that I must sit by my friend Brett, and by Jamie. She told me she would see what she would do. It didn’t really matter, anyway. When I got home that day, I grew tired of waiting. I wrote a note that I would give Jaime the next day. I am the biggest coward in the school, as I chickened out of this. I gave it to my “friend†in reading class to give to her in homebase. Maybe in my dreams. My “friend†Kyle, gave it to Eddie instead. Eddie decided it would be funnier to have someone else write a note back and destroy the note I wrote. That’s what I get for passing notes in school. I was given this false response at lunch. Upon seeing it, my stomach tied itself into a knot somewhere between 3 to 6 times and my appetite was lost. This was really bad because I just paid for my lunch. Hopefully there was a hungry garbage man out there.
I opened this note and read, “No, I’m sorry you’re too wierd for me.
-Jamie†Yes, weird was spelled like that. I didn’t notice this until later that day, when I went to the LRC during Block 12 because my work was done. Before arrival at Block 12, I stopped to see Miss Marcinkevich and tell her that I still wanted to sit by Brett but not by Jamie, because “I had done what I had wanted to do early.†I requested that Jamie sit across the room instead of right next to me. She said she would see what she would do. When I showed this to Mrs. Drews, my guide, and she pointed it out to me. This alerted my suspicions, as Jamie is in an advanced reading class. Of course, most girls write alike, so it looked like her handwriting. Maybe she forgot how to spell weird. Yeah right. I asked Mrs. Drews what I should do, and if I could live in the LRC, in case Jamie wanted to kill me. She said no. I asked if she could drive me to Canada. She said no. Looking back on this incident, I realized I was more scared of humiliation than Jamie. There was one incident that occurred that added to this fear of humiliation. I told my loudmouthed “friend†Eddie that I liked this one girl and he spread it around Camp Manitoqua in less than two hours. Looking back on this, I don’t remember humiliation, but that’s why I hate humiliation. In the words of Charlie Brown, I was “another unmarried marriage counselor.†I didn’t want the humiliation nor did I want this thing to spread either. That would never happen. If she spread this thing, it would make her less popular.
Upon returning home, I called my “friend†Eddie to see what went down in his homebase. I listened skeptically to his story. There was a conversation between the two of them. Apparently I should have had more sense than to ask. I asked Eddie if she wanted to kill me. He said “probably.†The knots in my stomach tightened upon hearing this. Those knots didn’t come out until the next morning. I had lost my appetite, and didn’t eat a single thing for at least 24 hours. The knots suddenly came out on the bus, and I was really hungry. I decided to tell the nurse I had a stomachache, and have her give me some food. When I got off the bus, I told my first block teacher and she let me go. I ate some pretzels she gave me, and returned to class. Everything went smoothly and I went to Block 2 when the bell rang. Halfway through Block 2, I got a really bad stomachache. I figure now, that it was just nerves since I was going to have Language Arts with Jamie in Block 3, and I still thought she wanted to kill me. I asked Ms. Orr if I could go to the nurse, and she let me. Since this was the second stomachache in one day, she asked if I wanted to go home. I carefully weighed my options, getting killed by Jamie, or going home. I picked going home. I felt relieved for that brief period of time. I web noted my teachers to get my homework, and to find out my new health seat. Miss Marcinkevich told me to see her tomorrow. I called my friend Brett and my “friend†Eddie. Eddie told me some bad news. He had someone forge the note, and someone else heard when I showed it to Mrs. Drews. They told Jamie, and now I have to ask, again. Brett told me that in health, I sat by him and Jamie sat right behind me. I knew that I wasn’t courageous enough to ask Jamie out in person or hand deliver the note, so I asked Brett if he would give it to her in Block One if I gave it to him on the bus. He agreed. I was filled with apprehension for the next day.
I gave the note to Brett on the bus, as planned. He pocketed it, and again promised to deliver it. When I walked into math class, I informed Eddie of how angry I was at him. Classes were shortened, because it was a white day, so in what felt like no time at all, I was in Block 2. Everything went fine, until the last few minutes of class. I grew extremely nervous and began pacing back and forth. I wondered if Brett had given her the note, and how she had reacted to it. The bell rang, and I went to Language Arts class. I found Brett and I didn’t have to say anything. The second he saw me he said, “I forgot.†I asked Brett to do it then. He told me, “You do it. She’s right there.†Tyler said he would do it, since she sits right next to him. I said maybe when we come back. The bell was going to ring soon. The bell rang, and I went to health class. Miss Marcinkevich told me where I sat, and I sat there. I didn’t even look at Jamie. I went to gym and then back to Language Arts. I told Tyler to give it to her. He put it on her desk. We then went to our seats and did our work. I didn’t know if she read it, through it away, or what happened to it until Block 8. Block 8 was history, my favorite class. Mrs. Miller, brought in authentic WWII uniforms and otherwise. She explained everything and then let us all look at it. I was going to ask Jamie if she got my note, but she was always by her friends. ALWAYS! It was so nerve racking. At the very end of class, right before the bell rang, we were all lining up. I grabbed my stuff and joined the crowd. There’s never a line, just a mob. I began wondering if I would ever find out if she read that note. As I was wondering that, I looked around the room. I realized that I was standing right next to Jamie, and her friends were still getting their stuff together in the back of the room. I looked at the bell schedule on the board and then at the clock. I had less than a minute until the bell rang. I quickly asked Jamie if she got my note. She looked at me and told me that she was going out with someone else, and then she apologized. Then the bell rang, and I swear she ran out that door. As I left, I wondered why I did that.
The answer, my friends, is still a mystery to this very day. Maybe, just maybe, it’s blowing in the wind. I don’t know how I feel about that.
When I look at her to this day, I think back to when this whole thing started. It was the first dance of the school year. Her hair, her dress, her eyes; she was more beautiful than a supernova or a nebula. In plain English, she was more strikingly beautiful than Miss America. She still is. Everything about her said, “I’m too good for you†but I was so stupid, I tried to get her anyway. I felt like I was in a Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan movie. The plots of both of them are all the same, and I was living one. Think about it, man loves woman, woman hates man but loves other man who turns out to be the man she thinks she hates, the love overrides the hate and they marry. Sometimes the gender roles are reversed but it’s the same in Sleepless in Seattle and You’ve Got Mail (family movie nights, don’t ask). Only the movie I was living was slightly different (actually it’s only the same up to woman loves other man). My plot was man loves woman, woman hates man but loves other man and first man writes paper about how he didn’t get woman. In case you haven’t already noticed, I’m the first man. Ouch!
Following the advice given by the “Ask Us Anything†article in my most recent edition of Boy’s Life and by Jim Belushi in his book, Real Men Don’t Apologize, I decided to tell her of her beauty and ask her out. As I was preparing to cross this threshold, I consulted my “friend†Eddie and he told me this was a bad idea and that I shouldn’t do it. Later, he called me back and told me to do it. I asked him why and he said he wanted to see what she would do and watch her beat me up. Nice guy. He gets nicer than that. I’ll get more into his acts of kindness later. The second I hung up with him, I promised myself I would ask her out, no matter what he says or does, before the end of the school year. I tried to figure out when to do this. I eventually settled on health class, which we started the next day or we already started, I don’t remember. I didn’t know what day, though. Well, the wise Miss Marcinkevich figured that out for me (or so I thought). Technically, it was my health class. They were so disruptive, Miss Marcinkevich began moving people. In a brave and bold three person move, I wound up sitting next to her. I felt my heart skip a beat, as Miss Marcinkevich put her next to me (thank-you).
I was about to do it, but out of fear, I backed out. I figured I would do it he next blue day. Miss Marcinkevich (or my health class) put an end to that thought. We were getting assigned seats at the beginning of that class. I had to stop this (or at least make sure I sat by Jamie). I alerted the wise Miss Marcinkevich of the fact that I must sit by my friend Brett, and by Jamie. She told me she would see what she would do. It didn’t really matter, anyway. When I got home that day, I grew tired of waiting. I wrote a note that I would give Jaime the next day. I am the biggest coward in the school, as I chickened out of this. I gave it to my “friend†in reading class to give to her in homebase. Maybe in my dreams. My “friend†Kyle, gave it to Eddie instead. Eddie decided it would be funnier to have someone else write a note back and destroy the note I wrote. That’s what I get for passing notes in school. I was given this false response at lunch. Upon seeing it, my stomach tied itself into a knot somewhere between 3 to 6 times and my appetite was lost. This was really bad because I just paid for my lunch. Hopefully there was a hungry garbage man out there.
I opened this note and read, “No, I’m sorry you’re too wierd for me.
-Jamie†Yes, weird was spelled like that. I didn’t notice this until later that day, when I went to the LRC during Block 12 because my work was done. Before arrival at Block 12, I stopped to see Miss Marcinkevich and tell her that I still wanted to sit by Brett but not by Jamie, because “I had done what I had wanted to do early.†I requested that Jamie sit across the room instead of right next to me. She said she would see what she would do. When I showed this to Mrs. Drews, my guide, and she pointed it out to me. This alerted my suspicions, as Jamie is in an advanced reading class. Of course, most girls write alike, so it looked like her handwriting. Maybe she forgot how to spell weird. Yeah right. I asked Mrs. Drews what I should do, and if I could live in the LRC, in case Jamie wanted to kill me. She said no. I asked if she could drive me to Canada. She said no. Looking back on this incident, I realized I was more scared of humiliation than Jamie. There was one incident that occurred that added to this fear of humiliation. I told my loudmouthed “friend†Eddie that I liked this one girl and he spread it around Camp Manitoqua in less than two hours. Looking back on this, I don’t remember humiliation, but that’s why I hate humiliation. In the words of Charlie Brown, I was “another unmarried marriage counselor.†I didn’t want the humiliation nor did I want this thing to spread either. That would never happen. If she spread this thing, it would make her less popular.
Upon returning home, I called my “friend†Eddie to see what went down in his homebase. I listened skeptically to his story. There was a conversation between the two of them. Apparently I should have had more sense than to ask. I asked Eddie if she wanted to kill me. He said “probably.†The knots in my stomach tightened upon hearing this. Those knots didn’t come out until the next morning. I had lost my appetite, and didn’t eat a single thing for at least 24 hours. The knots suddenly came out on the bus, and I was really hungry. I decided to tell the nurse I had a stomachache, and have her give me some food. When I got off the bus, I told my first block teacher and she let me go. I ate some pretzels she gave me, and returned to class. Everything went smoothly and I went to Block 2 when the bell rang. Halfway through Block 2, I got a really bad stomachache. I figure now, that it was just nerves since I was going to have Language Arts with Jamie in Block 3, and I still thought she wanted to kill me. I asked Ms. Orr if I could go to the nurse, and she let me. Since this was the second stomachache in one day, she asked if I wanted to go home. I carefully weighed my options, getting killed by Jamie, or going home. I picked going home. I felt relieved for that brief period of time. I web noted my teachers to get my homework, and to find out my new health seat. Miss Marcinkevich told me to see her tomorrow. I called my friend Brett and my “friend†Eddie. Eddie told me some bad news. He had someone forge the note, and someone else heard when I showed it to Mrs. Drews. They told Jamie, and now I have to ask, again. Brett told me that in health, I sat by him and Jamie sat right behind me. I knew that I wasn’t courageous enough to ask Jamie out in person or hand deliver the note, so I asked Brett if he would give it to her in Block One if I gave it to him on the bus. He agreed. I was filled with apprehension for the next day.
I gave the note to Brett on the bus, as planned. He pocketed it, and again promised to deliver it. When I walked into math class, I informed Eddie of how angry I was at him. Classes were shortened, because it was a white day, so in what felt like no time at all, I was in Block 2. Everything went fine, until the last few minutes of class. I grew extremely nervous and began pacing back and forth. I wondered if Brett had given her the note, and how she had reacted to it. The bell rang, and I went to Language Arts class. I found Brett and I didn’t have to say anything. The second he saw me he said, “I forgot.†I asked Brett to do it then. He told me, “You do it. She’s right there.†Tyler said he would do it, since she sits right next to him. I said maybe when we come back. The bell was going to ring soon. The bell rang, and I went to health class. Miss Marcinkevich told me where I sat, and I sat there. I didn’t even look at Jamie. I went to gym and then back to Language Arts. I told Tyler to give it to her. He put it on her desk. We then went to our seats and did our work. I didn’t know if she read it, through it away, or what happened to it until Block 8. Block 8 was history, my favorite class. Mrs. Miller, brought in authentic WWII uniforms and otherwise. She explained everything and then let us all look at it. I was going to ask Jamie if she got my note, but she was always by her friends. ALWAYS! It was so nerve racking. At the very end of class, right before the bell rang, we were all lining up. I grabbed my stuff and joined the crowd. There’s never a line, just a mob. I began wondering if I would ever find out if she read that note. As I was wondering that, I looked around the room. I realized that I was standing right next to Jamie, and her friends were still getting their stuff together in the back of the room. I looked at the bell schedule on the board and then at the clock. I had less than a minute until the bell rang. I quickly asked Jamie if she got my note. She looked at me and told me that she was going out with someone else, and then she apologized. Then the bell rang, and I swear she ran out that door. As I left, I wondered why I did that.
The answer, my friends, is still a mystery to this very day. Maybe, just maybe, it’s blowing in the wind. I don’t know how I feel about that.
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Wow! This is very interesting:)
GL!Try not being so nervous:)
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GL!Try not being so nervous:)
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Thank you for your kind words.
I still don't have word back from my friend, as soon as I know you'll know.
I have the promised update for today. To be quite honest, I would've preferred that she didn't notice me to what happened. Maybe I'm overreacting, but I'm not too sure. If I were her I'd think that I was a nut case. Before I start rambling, here's the story. FYI, I'm going to use the names that were in that above paper. It's just easier. As a refresher, I used the name Jamie for the girl.
Well, all was going well today (with the exception of a few things that have no relevance to the story). I was going to wait until I got word back from my friend before I did anything like ask her out, etc. Well, today I passed Jamie on my way to math class. She looked more beautiful than I have ever seen her. I just had to ask her out, but I couldn't until I got word back from my friend. So, I thought that if I was given a golden opprotuntity (meaning, if she was within walking distance, and not surrounded by her "group"). Well, it looked like it wasn't happening, which upset me. I knew that if I waited, I might get the benefit of the pity date, but I was disappointed. I'm going to fast-forward now to the point in which I was standing outside waiting for my bus. I wait about 20 minutes until my bus comes, and today I was spending that time outside. I was standing there for about 15 minutes when it happened. Her entire group was walking out of the school. Where did they stop? Naturally right in front of me. Now I was really upset. She was standing there no more than three feet in front of me, and I couldn't talk to her, because she was surrounded by her "group" (if you read the above story, or at least the end, you'd know that I can't talk to her when her friends are around). So I looked up to the heavens, and said (out loud, that was my mistake) "You're going to have some explaining to do when I get up there. You..." At this point her entire group including her turned and stared right at me.
My guess is, is that they think I was talking to myself.
I still don't have word back from my friend, as soon as I know you'll know.
I have the promised update for today. To be quite honest, I would've preferred that she didn't notice me to what happened. Maybe I'm overreacting, but I'm not too sure. If I were her I'd think that I was a nut case. Before I start rambling, here's the story. FYI, I'm going to use the names that were in that above paper. It's just easier. As a refresher, I used the name Jamie for the girl.
Well, all was going well today (with the exception of a few things that have no relevance to the story). I was going to wait until I got word back from my friend before I did anything like ask her out, etc. Well, today I passed Jamie on my way to math class. She looked more beautiful than I have ever seen her. I just had to ask her out, but I couldn't until I got word back from my friend. So, I thought that if I was given a golden opprotuntity (meaning, if she was within walking distance, and not surrounded by her "group"). Well, it looked like it wasn't happening, which upset me. I knew that if I waited, I might get the benefit of the pity date, but I was disappointed. I'm going to fast-forward now to the point in which I was standing outside waiting for my bus. I wait about 20 minutes until my bus comes, and today I was spending that time outside. I was standing there for about 15 minutes when it happened. Her entire group was walking out of the school. Where did they stop? Naturally right in front of me. Now I was really upset. She was standing there no more than three feet in front of me, and I couldn't talk to her, because she was surrounded by her "group" (if you read the above story, or at least the end, you'd know that I can't talk to her when her friends are around). So I looked up to the heavens, and said (out loud, that was my mistake) "You're going to have some explaining to do when I get up there. You..." At this point her entire group including her turned and stared right at me.
My guess is, is that they think I was talking to myself.
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An update:
She's pretty much avoiding me at this point. I walk outside, she walks inside. We make eye contact, she turns around. The odds don't look that great, but you never know. I passed my friend in the hallway, and he said that there hadn't been any talking yet, but it'll be done by Monday. I should know what's going on by tommorow night.
And I know the odds of this are slim, but if you know me or anyone else involved in this story (you'd know if you did or not), please tell nobody that it's online. The last thing I need right now is for her to find out about it.
Thank you.
She's pretty much avoiding me at this point. I walk outside, she walks inside. We make eye contact, she turns around. The odds don't look that great, but you never know. I passed my friend in the hallway, and he said that there hadn't been any talking yet, but it'll be done by Monday. I should know what's going on by tommorow night.
And I know the odds of this are slim, but if you know me or anyone else involved in this story (you'd know if you did or not), please tell nobody that it's online. The last thing I need right now is for her to find out about it.
Thank you.
Re: Should I be scared?
I have received a response.
She doesn't want a boyfriend right now. So, as of this moment, the answer is no.
I'll let you know when (and if) that changes.
She doesn't want a boyfriend right now. So, as of this moment, the answer is no.
I'll let you know when (and if) that changes.
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Things are still happening. Here's the most recent update.
Today I got the following myspace message from my friend who I asked to talk to her for me.
It said the following, and I quote:
Today I got the following myspace message from my friend who I asked to talk to her for me.
It said the following, and I quote:
Well, that's all for now. I'll let you all know how that conversation goes.Ive really been trying for u like the last couple days u know and she said she dsent really want to go on a date but she said she would talk to u. so thats a plus and i will get her s/n as soon as possable and no problem u know ill mention the library thing aight. ill message u back
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You'r putting your future in your "friends" hands. What if your frined also likes her,a dn this is the perfect opportunity for him to talk to her, without making the conversation be about him. You certainly wouldn't be the first person to ask a friend to do your dirty work, and in return your "friend" actually gets the girl.
Women like confidence. To be quite honest, i think you should look for another girl you have more things in commen with. If you can't even talk to her if her friends around it will never work. Highschool is the most important time in girls lives, they become popular and image is everything. She isn't ever going to leave her friends for you. If you're absolutely insistant upon getting her, get up your courage adn just walk over to her while she's standing with her friends and ask her " Can i talk to you privately for a quick minute?" If hse flat out tells you no, then she knows what you want and you have the answer. If she agrees, just tell her how you feel. I would say , "I think by now you know I am really interested in you. I think your great. I'd really love to take youout one night. maybe we can get a bite to eat and catch a movie?" This way you talk over dinner, adn if the conversation isn't working out the movie allows you to relax and not speak, while you think what to say.
You seem like a nice guy, but the nice guy never gets the girl. I honeslt ecomend turning your focus to another fish in the sea. If you belong to any clubs like SADD, Key Club, yearbook, whatever they are called now a days, lok for a girl you like there. Looks are not everything, naturally they are important to an extent, but be realistic and go for someone youhave a bunch of things in commen with.
I would love to date Jessica Simpson, Lindsay Lohan, or any of the Victoria Secret's models, but I have to be realistic. i have nothing to offer someone "out of my league", adn we wouldn't have anyhthing in commen. There is always the girl of your dreams in school you would like to be with. But in reality you are not the only one with an eye for the girl. Women have options, unfortunately it's much easier for them to get the guy of their dreams that for the guy to get the girl of his dreams. You're a young kid, you'll have plenty of girls in and out of your life. What your doing is wasting all of your time on this imaginary relationship, while some girl who wants you is being put off with your obsession for this girl. Look for another girl, maybe when this girl sees you with another girl she will get interested in you and decide she wants you so now she makes the play for you.
Be realistic. This is the best time of your life, this day and age titles are more of a hinder then anything. You don't need a girlfriend, when you can have a friend that is a girl who likes you as much as you like her. open your eyes to the big picture, yes it may suck you don't get the girl, but you can get another one. You've been torturing yourself with this story for months, time to move on. believe me, women know when a guy wants them, andthey know what to do. It dosen't seem she's interested in you at this time, treat yourself with some self respect. Move the heck on get a different or better girl. And always keep in mind a woman finds confidence sexy, if other girls see you constantly going after this girl adn she shows no interest in you it hurst your chance with another girl. Be proud and carry yourself with dignity. If one girl isn't interested in what you have to offer, move to another who will enjoy your company.
Write the final shapter in your saga, or story. Finish the book. Everytime a door closes another opens. You may realize once you find anothe rgirl that your infatuation with this girl is strictly based on looks. You are afraid to even speak to her, so it's most likely not ever going to work. You'll be suprised where you find love, it's usually in the most commen place, but you just never chose to look because it was always so close you didn't seem to realize. Also this girl may not be ready for a relationship, or like you she has her eyes set on a certain guy and won't take any other options. Life is too short, live today and forget yesterday. Either get the courage and tell her the way you feel, or move on to the next girl you have eyes for.
Women like confidence. To be quite honest, i think you should look for another girl you have more things in commen with. If you can't even talk to her if her friends around it will never work. Highschool is the most important time in girls lives, they become popular and image is everything. She isn't ever going to leave her friends for you. If you're absolutely insistant upon getting her, get up your courage adn just walk over to her while she's standing with her friends and ask her " Can i talk to you privately for a quick minute?" If hse flat out tells you no, then she knows what you want and you have the answer. If she agrees, just tell her how you feel. I would say , "I think by now you know I am really interested in you. I think your great. I'd really love to take youout one night. maybe we can get a bite to eat and catch a movie?" This way you talk over dinner, adn if the conversation isn't working out the movie allows you to relax and not speak, while you think what to say.
You seem like a nice guy, but the nice guy never gets the girl. I honeslt ecomend turning your focus to another fish in the sea. If you belong to any clubs like SADD, Key Club, yearbook, whatever they are called now a days, lok for a girl you like there. Looks are not everything, naturally they are important to an extent, but be realistic and go for someone youhave a bunch of things in commen with.
I would love to date Jessica Simpson, Lindsay Lohan, or any of the Victoria Secret's models, but I have to be realistic. i have nothing to offer someone "out of my league", adn we wouldn't have anyhthing in commen. There is always the girl of your dreams in school you would like to be with. But in reality you are not the only one with an eye for the girl. Women have options, unfortunately it's much easier for them to get the guy of their dreams that for the guy to get the girl of his dreams. You're a young kid, you'll have plenty of girls in and out of your life. What your doing is wasting all of your time on this imaginary relationship, while some girl who wants you is being put off with your obsession for this girl. Look for another girl, maybe when this girl sees you with another girl she will get interested in you and decide she wants you so now she makes the play for you.
Be realistic. This is the best time of your life, this day and age titles are more of a hinder then anything. You don't need a girlfriend, when you can have a friend that is a girl who likes you as much as you like her. open your eyes to the big picture, yes it may suck you don't get the girl, but you can get another one. You've been torturing yourself with this story for months, time to move on. believe me, women know when a guy wants them, andthey know what to do. It dosen't seem she's interested in you at this time, treat yourself with some self respect. Move the heck on get a different or better girl. And always keep in mind a woman finds confidence sexy, if other girls see you constantly going after this girl adn she shows no interest in you it hurst your chance with another girl. Be proud and carry yourself with dignity. If one girl isn't interested in what you have to offer, move to another who will enjoy your company.
Write the final shapter in your saga, or story. Finish the book. Everytime a door closes another opens. You may realize once you find anothe rgirl that your infatuation with this girl is strictly based on looks. You are afraid to even speak to her, so it's most likely not ever going to work. You'll be suprised where you find love, it's usually in the most commen place, but you just never chose to look because it was always so close you didn't seem to realize. Also this girl may not be ready for a relationship, or like you she has her eyes set on a certain guy and won't take any other options. Life is too short, live today and forget yesterday. Either get the courage and tell her the way you feel, or move on to the next girl you have eyes for.
Re: Should I be scared?
Well said! {thumb2} And I most certainly agree 100%!chriscollector wrote:You'r putting your future in your "friends" hands. What if your frined also likes her,a dn this is the perfect opportunity for him to talk to her, without making the conversation be about him. You certainly wouldn't be the first person to ask a friend to do your dirty work, and in return your "friend" actually gets the girl.
Women like confidence. To be quite honest, i think you should look for another girl you have more things in commen with. If you can't even talk to her if her friends around it will never work. Highschool is the most important time in girls lives, they become popular and image is everything. She isn't ever going to leave her friends for you. If you're absolutely insistant upon getting her, get up your courage adn just walk over to her while she's standing with her friends and ask her " Can i talk to you privately for a quick minute?" If hse flat out tells you no, then she knows what you want and you have the answer. If she agrees, just tell her how you feel. I would say , "I think by now you know I am really interested in you. I think your great. I'd really love to take youout one night. maybe we can get a bite to eat and catch a movie?" This way you talk over dinner, adn if the conversation isn't working out the movie allows you to relax and not speak, while you think what to say.
You seem like a nice guy, but the nice guy never gets the girl. I honeslt ecomend turning your focus to another fish in the sea. If you belong to any clubs like SADD, Key Club, yearbook, whatever they are called now a days, lok for a girl you like there. Looks are not everything, naturally they are important to an extent, but be realistic and go for someone youhave a bunch of things in commen with.
I would love to date Jessica Simpson, Lindsay Lohan, or any of the Victoria Secret's models, but I have to be realistic. i have nothing to offer someone "out of my league", adn we wouldn't have anyhthing in commen. There is always the girl of your dreams in school you would like to be with. But in reality you are not the only one with an eye for the girl. Women have options, unfortunately it's much easier for them to get the guy of their dreams that for the guy to get the girl of his dreams. You're a young kid, you'll have plenty of girls in and out of your life. What your doing is wasting all of your time on this imaginary relationship, while some girl who wants you is being put off with your obsession for this girl. Look for another girl, maybe when this girl sees you with another girl she will get interested in you and decide she wants you so now she makes the play for you.
Be realistic. This is the best time of your life, this day and age titles are more of a hinder then anything. You don't need a girlfriend, when you can have a friend that is a girl who likes you as much as you like her. open your eyes to the big picture, yes it may suck you don't get the girl, but you can get another one. You've been torturing yourself with this story for months, time to move on. believe me, women know when a guy wants them, andthey know what to do. It dosen't seem she's interested in you at this time, treat yourself with some self respect. Move the heck on get a different or better girl. And always keep in mind a woman finds confidence ****, if other girls see you constantly going after this girl adn she shows no interest in you it hurst your chance with another girl. Be proud and carry yourself with dignity. If one girl isn't interested in what you have to offer, move to another who will enjoy your company.
Write the final shapter in your saga, or story. Finish the book. Everytime a door closes another opens. You may realize once you find anothe rgirl that your infatuation with this girl is strictly based on looks. You are afraid to even speak to her, so it's most likely not ever going to work. You'll be suprised where you find love, it's usually in the most commen place, but you just never chose to look because it was always so close you didn't seem to realize. Also this girl may not be ready for a relationship, or like you she has her eyes set on a certain guy and won't take any other options. Life is too short, live today and forget yesterday. Either get the courage and tell her the way you feel, or move on to the next girl you have eyes for.
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