Now, I've never, ever, really felt love. Sure, I've felt 'love' for the girl I was currently going out with. But right when they broke up with me/I break up with them -- I'd stop caring about them.

Last year, 2006, my first year in High School -- I had a class with this one girl. I won't mention her name, just in case one of you knows her. I never noticed her until one day, I felt like I needed to become the Comedian of the class. I continued to make people laugh, but someone's laugh caught my attention, the girl I've been talking about. Yada, yada, yada, I dream about her for four or five months.

In High School, at mine anyways, in your first year (Freshmen) you take on Elective Class (Film Appreciation, Art, Band, Choir, etc...) for half of the year, and then you take another one. I, suck at math... so I was sent to a Accelerated Math Class. Retarded Math. As you've probably guessed, the girl of my dreams was in that class. Now, for the next month, I'd stare at her. Not all the time, just 75% of the time. Which then, I would find out that she glances at me.. twenty or thirty times during the class period. Which got my hopes up at an incredible amount.

Finally one of her friends walks over to me. She asks if I like her, the fact that I'm incredibly shy and stuff... I say NO. The next few days, I'm constantly regretting and smacking my head.

The friend that asked me if I liked her, then actually becomes my friend. Its now the end of the year, and I learn that the girl... of my dreams -- likes me.

Its now Friday, I decide that I am going to ask this girl out. She was absent on that particular. Damn. But oh well, I can ask her out on myspace. Not so romantic, but eh. She likes me right? I click on her profile, she's recently updated this friday. Apparently, she was gone to Seattle that day. Explaining her absence, and that she got a new boyfriend.

Damn it.

For the remaining days of school, I feel like shit. Of course, anybody in my situation would.

Its now the beginning of my second-year in High School.. I see her, but I've really gotten over her. I guess it wasn't in love with her after all. Yet, there's a small part of my that just HAS to make myself look good in front of this girl.

November 6th, I have this really weird dream. I wake up, and I realize -- I really, really, really like this girl.... yet again.

At the current moment, we have different classes. She's in Accelerated Math, just like me, and the same block class. Though, she's in PM block, and I am in AM. If I get in really good grades, I can move from the current block class, to that one. Which I would be in her BLOCK CLASS, and her MATH CLASS.

But that would be hard, and I probably won't be able to get into those classes until 3rd Trimester, so why bother trying? And if I do, does she still have a boyfriend? Does she still like me?

Urg, I'm so confused.

That's why people say it is bad luck to refuse a woman's offer when you see it.

It happened to me. Actually, it is still happening. I'm at my 2nd year of high school (I'm 16 living in Mexico--I dunno how schools work where you live so I'm not sure if you're my age) and ever since I met this girl at my first year, I fell for her. She was beautiful, both inside and out. I found out through friends that she liked me....

...but I was dumb and stupid so I tried the whole friend act, just to make sure she really liked me back. Of course, me being the wuss that I am when it came to girls at the time,  I waited six months (or at least it felt like 6 months--I always thought it felt like more than it actually was) to finally get serious with her only to find out she had lost interest in me as a boyfriend by then. Now, I am forever stuck in the "friend zone" and she has had 2 boyfriends since. Me? 0

I have since gotten over it, but it has really damaged by dating. I have had three girls ask me to be their boyfriend (yes, *they* asked *me*) and I have rejected them all :/ . I just can't stand to think that I'll have to be with a girl other than the one I want.  I can't be comfortable with any girl other than her :S

So as a result, I am eternally stuck in a limbo with no possible exit, at least 'til the end of my high school days.

But you might still have a chance. I gather from your post you don't really talk to her that much, so make a move and make sure you don't fall in the situation I fell in. Talk to her and if things don't work out, too bad. Time to get the hell outta there.  

I suppose almost every other guy here has gone through somethign like that. Common kids' stuff, I guess.

But what I really don't understand is that if girls want something "serious" as they claim, why the hell do they base their choice of boyfriends on first impressions only? Why can't they date someone that they know will treat them well?





  

    

Quoted from ReaperCreeper But what I really don't understand is that if girls want something "serious" as they claim, why the hell do they base their choice of boyfriends on first impressions only? Why can't they date someone that they know will treat them well?

The answer is simple, my friend;

Because chicks are lunatics.

You're what, 15?

Save "dating" for when you can actually date. When you have money and a car and real tastes. Not going to the skating rink on Friday nights.

And I'm glad I'm gay. Gay guys don't play games.

I'm sixteen and I do have a car.lol.

Kidding aside, I am aware of the fact that I might be too young to be seriously "dating", but she seems to fit every single thing I would like in a girl and it is frustrating to not be able have her, even if it is only temporary.

And no offense, but homosexual people are a minority and likely can't "play games" as much as straight people can due to their more limited choices. If you think otherwise, please elaborate.  

Play it off like you never seen her my space.

Talk to her!!!

Ask her out.

You can always bring up her my space later.

Cindy

Quoted from ReaperCreeper And no offense, but homosexual people are a minority and likely can't "play games" as much as straight people can due to their more limited choices. If you think otherwise, please elaborate.

Hehe... You'd be surprised. We know what we want, so we don't play games trying to get it. And our choices aren't limited. There are plenty of homosexuals to go around. No one has to hide out in bathrooms anymore.

I think homosexuals are more open about sex. Most of my dates end with dinner, not start with it.

Quoted from ABennettWriter Hehe... You'd be surprised. We know what we want, so we don't play games trying to get it. And our choices aren't limited. There are plenty of homosexuals to go around. No one has to hide out in bathrooms anymore. I think homosexuals are more open about sex. Most of my dates end with dinner, not start with it.

Yeah but that's probably because, as Gomez says, you have to. I think it's sorta problematic to talk about how your sexual preference grants you an inherent "no bullshit" clause in your personality. The same goes for race, religion, creed, and ideology.

You aren't your sexual persuasion.

One word of advice Toran (actually many words):

High school relationships are the worst. Forget about elementary "play dates" and middle school "relationships," those don't even count. You see people happy in high school when they have a boyfriend/girlfriend and they're always making out in the hallway or whatever, but seriously, you have two more years to put up with it. I'm in my Junior year (11th grade), and it's only been a few months and I already think it's my hardest year.

So forget about love and relationships, and focus on what's going to happen later....



....but then again, if you know a girl likes you, take the chance and run with it.

Sean

Quoted from ABennettWriter Gay guys don't play games.

I had a gay roommate who consantly played games.  He loved getting people close to him just so he would get all judgemental on them.  And this wasn't just in relationships; it was with everyone.


Phil

Quoted from ABennettWriter Most of my dates end with dinner, not start with it.

Steel's a whore!  A filthy whore!

Quoted from Shelton Steel's a whore!  A filthy whore!

He is not!  I'm a filthy whore and I've never seen him at the meetings.


Phil

Quoted from dogglebe He is not!  I'm a filthy whore and I've never seen him at the meetings. Phil

I thought you were a Phil-thy whore?

Ba Dum Dum.

I think Tom Arnold said it best in True Lies:

Women, can live with 'em - can't kill 'em

Or Norm in Cheers:

Women, can live with 'em...pass the peanuts

Its hard to talk to her, it really is.

No classes together, and I really don't feel like walking over to her during lunch and start talking to her.