Gah.... I'm so socially stupid about boys. How have I made it to college without getting kissed!!! Or liked? Or crushed on? For heck's sake! I am literally not ok with the way my life is turning out. I'm tired of people wondering if I'm a lesbian! What is my deal...
Story time. So I finally got up the nerve yesterday to ask this guy if I could study with him for our math final. Here's the lowdown on him. He's really wierd, shy, and not "attractive" in the shallow sense of the word. So I figured I might have a chance of SOMETHING... But oh the horror... We meet up at the library like we planned, and I'm looking fabulous(but not overly so.) And ALL he talks about is how much he misses his ex-girlfriend who left last year. I was put off, but I thought that I would push forward anyway. After a good hour and a half of math I told him I needed to go to my roommates art opening at the humanities building. I said that he should come because he should take a break. And sadly enough I'm not so good at being natural and casual, so it was painfully obvious what I was tryin to do. He looked at me awkwardly for a second before saying that he should probably study some more. We parted, and I did NOT look back. I was humiliated. The only consolation is that only have to see him one more time before the class ends for the semester.
So now late at night the question that I'm pondering is when will my life take a turn for the better. Namely, when will it include boys?
Story time. So I finally got up the nerve yesterday to ask this guy if I could study with him for our math final. Here's the lowdown on him. He's really wierd, shy, and not "attractive" in the shallow sense of the word. So I figured I might have a chance of SOMETHING... But oh the horror... We meet up at the library like we planned, and I'm looking fabulous(but not overly so.) And ALL he talks about is how much he misses his ex-girlfriend who left last year. I was put off, but I thought that I would push forward anyway. After a good hour and a half of math I told him I needed to go to my roommates art opening at the humanities building. I said that he should come because he should take a break. And sadly enough I'm not so good at being natural and casual, so it was painfully obvious what I was tryin to do. He looked at me awkwardly for a second before saying that he should probably study some more. We parted, and I did NOT look back. I was humiliated. The only consolation is that only have to see him one more time before the class ends for the semester.
So now late at night the question that I'm pondering is when will my life take a turn for the better. Namely, when will it include boys?
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