Stalking 101: How to not talk to girls

[otters~1]

I myself will release it, when I feel like it.

I love this thread now.

[Lachesis]

I myself will release it, when I feel like it.

I love this thread now.

I was waiting for someone to jump on that!

[noops]

Man, I'd totally throw some shit down here, if not for the fact that everyone's heard it probably 20 or so times already, and the fact that you guys seem to have much worse problems than me.

I'd offer some advice or whatever, but there's not much that hasn't been said. Best of luck to you dudes, though.

I recommend you release it all. That's the purpose of this thread!

I myself will release it, when I feel like it.

Nah, it's cool. It doesn't bother me enough to actually rant on the internet about it, but it still bothers me enough to think about it every second of the day. I'm not sure how to explain it.

Also: I agree with flag and Lachesis, I can't wait for you to spill your proverbial guts all over the floor.

[Donfuy]

So... it all starts with a girl. This girl which I still love, except I won't probably see her again.
Beginning of the 12th year, I'm kinda fucked up. Very, very low self-esteem at that point. I still had no crush on anyone, so I said to god (yeah, totally random shit, since I don't believe in him) that I wanted that he gave me a girl for me to love so fucking much, so that I feel a little better (I guess I didn't suffered enough with the other girl i loved before). So yeah, strangely, it happened. Right in my fucking class, this long haired girl, totally... different looking from the others appears. Arrogant, effing smart and oh-god-so beautiful.
I commented with my friends, and they said they didn't really think she was such an awesome girl. Mmhmm, cool.
So, I'm still fucked up with self-esteem and shit. 1st Term of the 12th year, I do absolutely nothing about it. On the beginning of the 2nd Term, tremendous discussion with mom. I fix myself, and voilá, I'm another new person. What do I do about the girl? Absolutely-fucking nothing.
3rd Term? I dunno if it's love who makes up those things, but I felt like she liked me too. When I looked at her, many, many times she was looking at me. My friends many times said she was really like me in behavior (mostly the arrogance and laid back posture) and appearance (mostly hair :D:D). The only thing important that happened here was that I danced with her in the Sports class.
Wait wait, I'll explain this last bit. It was evaluation day in the Sports Class. We had learned to dance on the 3rd Term, and so everybody picked a pair to dance.
So, I didn't really pick no one. And I was going to be the last to dance anyway, and we have more boys than girls, which means the girls had to dance a lot more and cycle through the guys.
It's my time to dance. I have nobody, because most girls are now tired of dancing, as this is already the last round of dancing. One of my best friends: "So Pinto, don't you have a girl to dance with." I go "See, I didn't really talk much with the girls this year, and you know it.". He goes "You know this year would be different, this class is two merged classes. The girls were from the other class. And we didn't really integrate seamlessly with the others. They're really nice, yeah, but we didn't. So what you going to do now? DAnce alone?" "I dunno..." He proceeds to talk to the girls. But no, the fucker didn't talk to all the girls. The fucker talked directly to /the/ girl. I'm red of shame. Red red red. You know, IT WAS LIKE I WAS ASKING SPECIFICALLY HER TO DANCE.
And so we dance.

3rd and Final Term passes by, nothing happens.
I see her on the exams. And she's beautiful.

A month passes, can't stop thinking 'bout her.

Still now, can't stop thinking.
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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YET ANOTHER PROBLEM!

I didn't enter Uni. By a fucking 0.1. I had 13.1. If I had 13.2, I was already in. Fuck that shit. I'm now at home, awaiting for something to happen. I'll probably go to another school to...er.... upgrade (?) my grades.

What am I doing here? Absolutely nothing for about... 3 more than 3 months now.



Yeah, maybe it's unknowingly, but #n helps a lot my days.

BUT ONE THING IS FOR SURE. I'M SO MUCH FUCKING BETTER THAN AT THE BEGINNING OF THIS YEAR :D:D:D:D::D:D

[noops]

Dude, Pinto Beans. duuuuuuuuuuuude, Beans. That happened to me, but over a much shorter span of time, man. It really sucks. Really. Because then you get all pissed at yourself for not doing anything about it, and you feel like shit.

And what's worse, it overlaps into your regular life and stuff, and then those people get all pissed at you, and then it's just a huge piss fest.

One main problem for me is that I've never been able to be in the right place at the right time with her. And it pisses me the fuck off.

[Amadeus]

So... it all starts with a girl. This girl which I still love, except I won't probably see her again.
Beginning of the 12th year, I'm kinda fucked up. Very, very low self-esteem at that point. I still had no crush on anyone, so I said to god (yeah, totally random shit, since I don't believe in him) that I wanted that he gave me a girl for me to love so fucking much, so that I feel a little better (I guess I didn't suffered enough with the other girl i loved before). So yeah, strangely, it happened. Right in my fucking class, this long haired girl, totally... different looking from the others appears. Arrogant, effing smart and oh-god-so beautiful.
I commented with my friends, and they said they didn't really think she was such an awesome girl. Mmhmm, cool.
So, I'm still fucked up with self-esteem and shit. 1st Term of the 12th year, I do absolutely nothing about it. On the beginning of the 2nd Term, tremendous discussion with mom. I fix myself, and voilá, I'm another new person. What do I do about the girl? Absolutely-fucking nothing.
3rd Term? I dunno if it's love who makes up those things, but I felt like she liked me too. When I looked at her, many, many times she was looking at me. My friends many times said she was really like me in behavior (mostly the arrogance and laid back posture) and appearance (mostly hair :D:D). The only thing important that happened here was that I danced with her in the Sports class.
Wait wait, I'll explain this last bit. It was evaluation day in the Sports Class. We had learned to dance on the 3rd Term, and so everybody picked a pair to dance.
So, I didn't really pick no one. And I was going to be the last to dance anyway, and we have more boys than girls, which means the girls had to dance a lot more and cycle through the guys.
It's my time to dance. I have nobody, because most girls are now tired of dancing, as this is already the last round of dancing. One of my best friends: "So Pinto, don't you have a girl to dance with." I go "See, I didn't really talk much with the girls this year, and you know it.". He goes "You know this year would be different, this class is two merged classes. The girls were from the other class. And we didn't really integrate seamlessly with the others. They're really nice, yeah, but we didn't. So what you going to do now? DAnce alone?" "I dunno..." He proceeds to talk to the girls. But no, the fucker didn't talk to all the girls. The fucker talked directly to /the/ girl. I'm red of shame. Red red red. You know, IT WAS LIKE I WAS ASKING SPECIFICALLY HER TO DANCE.
And so we dance.

3rd and Final Term passes by, nothing happens.
I see her on the exams. And she's beautiful.

A month passes, can't stop thinking 'bout her.

Still now, can't stop thinking.
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

-------
YET ANOTHER PROBLEM!

I didn't enter Uni. By a fucking 0.1. I had 13.1. If I had 13.2, I was already in. Fuck that shit. I'm now at home, awaiting for something to happen. I'll probably go to another school to...er.... upgrade (?) my grades.

What am I doing here? Absolutely nothing for about... 3 more than 3 months now.

Yeah, maybe it's unknowingly, but #n helps a lot my days.

BUT ONE THING IS FOR SURE. I'M SO MUCH FUCKING BETTER THAN AT THE BEGINNING OF THIS YEAR :D:D:D:D::D:D

You should have just asked her out. Nothing to lose.

[Donfuy]

One main problem for me is that I've never been able to be in the right place at the right time with her. And it pisses me the fuck off.

Duuuuuuuude, I didn't even talk to her for more than 1 minute. The time I've been most with here was on that dancing day.


Oh right, the right place and right time - should I care about that? No, because even If I was able to be in the right place and right time, I wouldn't have said anything good, or anything at all. I'm just like that.

Because yes, I had opportunities and I totally didn't manage to make use of them. Now /that/, pisses me off.

[noops]

Yeah, I've had a couple of opportunities do sometihing. Did I? No. Why? I don't know.

That was before I stopped caring about who knew my business, though. Before I said "You know what, fuck it, life's too short. Don't worry about anyone or anything, just talk to her fuck dammit," and so far, it's working out for me pretty good. I certainly feel better about it and stuff.

[jinxed_07]

I've been kinda depressed because I'm in love with someone with somebody I'll never see again, and English class has been hard which spikes my stress levels so I'm always going off at my very annoying brother.
On positive notes, I beat N on 10/10/09 and I noticed squibbles quoted me in his sig. xD. IMMD. I feel special.

[otters]

One main problem for me is that I've never been able to be in the right place at the right time with her. And it pisses me the fuck off.

Duuuuuuuude, I didn't even talk to her for more than 1 minute. The time I've been most with here was on that dancing day.


Oh right, the right place and right time - should I care about that? No, because even If I was able to be in the right place and right time, I wouldn't have said anything good, or anything at all. I'm just like that.

Because yes, I had opportunities and I totally didn't manage to make use of them. Now /that/, pisses me off.

You've done it. I've decided to start a compendium of ways to start a conversation with a girl you don't know and never talk to. (preposition, eww)

It's not a very large compendium. So far there's:
1. "Hi."
or 2., the ironic angle, "Nice weather we're having." Only use when it's raining (and, preferably, when both parties are out in the rain.)

I'm dead serious. I've missed so many opportunities talking to a girl.

[Tunco]

Donfuy, dude, she probably realized you fell in love with her but she probably waits for you to ask her out.

You got nothing to lose.

[Donfuy]

Donfuy, dude, she probably realized you fell in love with her but she probably waits for you to ask her out.

You got nothing to lose.

Hey, I don't want to be rude or something, but I've told that I wasn't going to ever see her again.

So what you just said doesn't really cheer me up.

[Tunco]

Donfuy, dude, she probably realized you fell in love with her but she probably waits for you to ask her out.

You got nothing to lose.

Hey, I don't want to be rude or something, but I've told that I wasn't going to ever see her again.

So what you just said doesn't really cheer me up.

Don't get this wrong but there are be other good girls around, eh?

[t̷s͢uk̕a͡t͜ư]

Donfuy, we've seen you with your shirt off. Next time you meet someone like that, come up to her, whip your shirt off, and ask her out point-blank. I figure your chance of failure is around -15%.


I've had mixed news.
I've been picking up my grades at a community college after dropping out of Boston University, but I've been admitted to UC Santa Cruz for the Winter, so I'm ecstatic about that.
On the other hand, I have no idea how I'm going to pay for it, much less the debt I can't seem to help but accumulate. My contract terminated due to a clerical error, and while it was nice to see that my boss and HR rep scrambled to fix it, I missed out on a paycheck that no one can do anything about. On top of that, massive budget cuts and general financial paranoia in the government sector mean that I'm probably going to be out of a job in a few months (I'm paid entirely in research grant money). It might work out cleanly enough with my transition to Santa Cruz, so I hope to death that I'm able to find another good job, but I'll probably be hard-pressed to find another that pays as well, and I really need the money these days.
For the record, one of my longer-standing debts came from a fix-it ticket on a burnt-out headlight. That car was stolen before I got it fixed, and I naively assumed that the existence of a police report about it being stolen would solve issues somehow, but I got slapped with a notice a while back that I failed to appear for some hearing and now owe around $450 to the state of California, for what was initially a $10 fix-it ticket. They're threatening to garnish wages, etc. I can barely afford to start paying off my credit cards, let alone get enough gas. Car payments are reaming me, but if I sell it, my credit is so low that I probably won't be able to afford another car within the next decade.

But more and more, I'm growing to hate the fact that my competence needs to be vouched for by an egregiously expensive institution that essentially hires people to read me things I already know, and that I'm incapable of getting a decently-paying job until that happens.

[Donfuy]

Firstly, thanks and gratz for getting into that UC Santa Cruz.

Secondly, I dunno much about it but I suppose if you got a motorbike or something like that, your costs would be reduced? The only major "oh-that's-an-horrible-idea-factor" is that you may not have a motorcycle license or something.

Again, I dunno much about this, but what about public transports like buses? They're terrible, I know, but if you're really /really/ short of money, I guess... you should look at it?

Don't get this wrong but there are be other good girls around, eh?

I hope so :3


Okay, I finally got some freaking great news. I'm going to school again, I'm going to have my motorcycle license, I'm going to work AAAND I'M GOING TO PLAY MY BASS!

The only problem here is that all of that is in Porto, one of the two large cities of Portugal, which is 30kms away from my house. And that's a pretty different city than the one I had school till now. There's so many different people there, and I'm a little nervous bout that.


Actually, it's 4:14 am, and I can't sleep ;______;

[noops]

Wow, congratz, Donfuy. You know what they say, strangers are just friends you haven't met yet. Meeting new people is fun, it's a new experience, trust me. It'll work out. And congratulations on learning the bass, I'm planning on learning the guitar soon, actually.

Suki, that sounds... Er... Well, I'm not really sure. I agree with Pinto, you should just look into alternate means of transport, you know? Buses, motorcycles, trains, etc. I'm not sure about such things in California, but yeah. I dunno. The most I can do is wish you luck in this great game called life.

[Amadeus]

With every passing day, a series of unfortunate events and occurrences has made my existence dull, depressing, and ultimately apathetic.

[DarkN]

I figured I'd get in on this.

This feels insanely weird to talk about, because I never really consider people I only know on the net as completely trustworthy, but I don't feel like I can talk to anyone else about this. I'm not having problems with my family or anything, I'd just feel really awkward. In addition, I just moved to Rhode Island, complete with a high school that will obviously contain no one I know. Also, next to all the people whose lives are really fucked up, I feel shallow posting this at all. But hey, that's what the thread's for.

Basic problem. May be unique, may be common, I don't know. Anyway, a bunch of people seem convinced that this girl likes me. I'm horribly bad at dealing with stuff like this, because it would be the second time it's happened, the first being a few weeks ago - ironic because before this I went to a school for gifted, where us smart dudes are supposed to be more accepted. I guess I don't really strike people as the kind of person who would be gifted. But I digress.
I'm not actually sure whether to believe this bunch of people, and I sort of like this girl as well. However, I've noticed with myself that I'll get random crushes on girls whenever I move to a new place - which makes me feel a bit shallow as well - and I'm bad at distinguishing these from actually genuinely falling for someone, which seems a bit stupid, but hey. This has led me into a predicament: that same group of people is now under the impression that I like her, and now one of them is trying to get us together. I wouldn't mind this so much if it weren't for the fact that I seem to be falling for someone else. So now I'm stuck with half the ninth grade thinking I like one girl, while I feel like I'm falling for a second girl, which I can't explain to any of them because it would make me feel like an asshole and/or extremely stupid. Also, through a series of rather unfortunate happenstances, the girl I now seem to be falling for is one of the people who thinks I like the first girl, so I can't explain any of this to her, for the aforementioned reasons. Add to this the fact that since seventh grade I've been horrible at expressing emotions and I have a history of rejections, and you have a pretty bad situation. I still take heart in the fact that I seem to be rather well-liked despite being the nerdiest person I know (I'm in Algebra 2/Trig and could, in theory, graduate as a junior). Aside from this, I have the normal problems of an open-minded geeky freshman, mainly that most of the people I meet seem to be prejudiced jerks and assume I am as well, and I'm extremely worried about what's going to happen if I ever get invited to a party - I intend never to smoke, and not to drink until its legal, and some people who I consider friends smoke every day at my bus stop. I've considered just not going to or hosting parties, which still seems like a good idea. The attitude I feel like taking on in this regard goes something like, "I don't believe in parties. I believe in a group of friends getting together, having a good time, watching moves, snacking, whatever, and not being total idiots and screwing up their lives."

Yep, still feels weird to post my teenager issues amidst the people with actually above-average-bad stuff like what was going on with Riobe, or Lachesis.

[Flycatcher]

With every passing day, a series of unfortunate events and occurrences has made my existence dull, depressing, and ultimately apathetic.

I'd say "apathy" just about sums my shit up.

[t̷s͢uk̕a͡t͜ư]

I still take heart in the fact that I seem to be rather well-liked despite being the nerdiest person I know (I'm in Algebra 2/Trig and could, in theory, graduate as a junior). Aside from this, I have the normal problems of an open-minded geeky freshman, mainly that most of the people I meet seem to be prejudiced jerks and assume I am as well, and I'm extremely worried about what's going to happen if I ever get invited to a party - I intend never to smoke, and not to drink until its legal, and some people who I consider friends smoke every day at my bus stop. I've considered just not going to or hosting parties, which still seems like a good idea. The attitude I feel like taking on in this regard goes something like, "I don't believe in parties. I believe in a group of friends getting together, having a good time, watching moves, snacking, whatever, and not being total idiots and screwing up their lives."

Holy shit. That is way too reminiscent of my view of life as a high schooler.
Please stop stalking my past self, thanks.

[noops]

DarkN, lemme tell you summat: Chicks actually dig smart dudes. A bunch of scientists did a survey of a lot of women, showing them each 5 second clips of men at bars. They contained people on one end of the spectrum, ripped, muscley, Schwarzenegger lookalikes, and on the others, your basic nerd, and asked them which they'd rather go out with..

Guess what?

Jocks came in last, with nerds coming in second, the majority of women choosing the best of both worlds. So, you know, it's not that surprising. It is somewhat surprising, but not obscenely so. Anyway. Yeah. I know this situation. It's annoying, eh? A few details are different, o'course, but, you know, still. I bet everyone here has gone through something like that at one point in their lives.

[Mute Monk]

Sharing some general advice to the self-proclaimed "nerds-who-can't-get-a-girl" (and trust me, I am one myself): Liking a girl is like an investment plan - if you put nothing in, you'll get nothing out. The first time I gritted my teeth and talked to the girl I like was 4 months ago, and even though she confused the shit out of me with her response, I feel the better for it.

Honestly, guys are (for the most part) transparent to girls. If you like a girl, 9 times out of 10 she will catch on pretty soon, even if you don't say anything. The worst thing you can do is just sit back and wait for "something" to happen. I spent my entire highschool career doing that, and not a day goes by I don't regret saying something sooner.

Think of it this way: if she doesn't like you back, nothing would have happened anyways. If she does like you back, it won't matter how much you stutter or screw up your words or if your hair's out of place: she will still like you. Honestly, just go for it. I did. And I'm still alive, feeling better than I did before.

[Donfuy]

STUFF

You made me feel so bad right now ;___;


GAHGOOSH I'M GOING TO A SCHOOL I DON'T KNOW ANYONE BUT THE GIRLS WERE LOOKIN' AT ME LIKE I WAS...I DUNNO, THEY WERE LOOKING AT ME AND SOME LOOK LIKE SLUTS.

[/release]


Also, DarkN, like Might said, that happens to most of us, and girls do really like smart guys.

I was acting kinda dumb these last years.

[Lachesis]

Well, I've gotten over the twitter incident, and have almost overcome my sleep problems. I've been slowly reducing my daily caffeine consumption, and am close to getting over it. So, yeah, life is getting better, slowly.

[Donfuy]

My mom's pissed at me because she thinks I'm not studying enough and all I do is walk around the city, and then come home saying that I'm too tired to study.

Now, is it hard to understand that:
-I have to walk like hell to go from some classes to other classes?
-'til some days ago, I didn't know anyone here, and that definitely influences my motivation?
-I have a fucking heavy schedule?
-I only started three weeks ago?

I've missed the train several times these last two weeks, and I'm fixing that right now.


I'd be lying if I said I'm not worried about my mom being angry right now, because I want to go to a fucking awesome party with friends-only, and I'm afraid she won't let me go.