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Hello people of teamliquid.net, tonight I will share with you what happened with me today. But first, you need some backstory.
First of all, you must all realize that I'm what is commonly known as a pathetic loser. I try ,pretty hard in school, I play a lot of Starcraft, and I am socially very awkward, especially around girls. For most of my life (I'm 17 now). I've had various crushes and attractions to girls I know. This is fairly normal for an adolescent boy. The weird thing about me is that I never said or did anything about it ever. No one in the world except for me has ever known who I'm interested in. I would just imagine what it would be like I were to date someone for a while, and then eventually lose interest in them and move on to someone else. Needless to say this is fucking stupid and I hate myself for it.
Now on to the actual thing. This year, a new girl came to my school. I thought she was cute and eccentric. We talked very little, mostly me helping her with homework. All of this changed a couple of weeks ago when we went on a class trip over spring break. Now my small group of friends at school basically includes several serious students, some gamers and other random people. Now on this trip, the new girl, decides to leave her group of mostly girls and join me and my group of outcasts. On this trip we all grew really close. I was able to talk to her and had several really meaningful and enjoyable conversations. I started to really like her, and unlike the past, I made some attempts to spend time with her and get to know her.
Now we're back in school and stuff and I continue to talk with her. I think she must enjoy it too because she's usually quiet all the time but when we talk she smiles and laughs. Also she doesn't actively try to avoid me like most of the people in my school lol. So I made a conscious effort and decided that I would ask her out. However, most of what I know about dating comes from movies I've watched. A couple days ago, I just kinda asked her if she would want to go out sometimes, because apparently people on TV say that. To my surprise, she said yes, and I had no idea how to follow up. You see, until that point, I'd never actually been on a date before or given any sign to anyone that I like them. So basically I spent a day just thinking and then regretting it all because I had no fucking idea what I was doing. Then today, something possessed me and I asked her out on a date, right then and there. She said yes. And then we went to eat. One of my greatest fears about dates, being socially unskilled, was that the conversation would die and we would just sit there. This did not happen, the entire time was filled with really awesome conversation and it wasn't one sided. We were both contributing and enjoying the conversation. So essentially, the first date of my entire life was a success.
Pot twist. We go to an American school and she is a foreign exchange student. She will be leaving to go home in about a month and a half. That is why she was new to the school, she is just studying abroad for one year. Also I think that might be the reason I actually got the nerve to ask her out, because I knew time was limited while with other girls there is always 1000 excuses to do it later, or never. Anyways, I'm really happy because I went on the first date of my life with a really cute and fun girl who I like, but sad because I know she will leave soon and I will never see her again.
First of all, you must all realize that I'm what is commonly known as a pathetic loser. I try ,pretty hard in school, I play a lot of Starcraft, and I am socially very awkward, especially around girls. For most of my life (I'm 17 now). I've had various crushes and attractions to girls I know. This is fairly normal for an adolescent boy. The weird thing about me is that I never said or did anything about it ever. No one in the world except for me has ever known who I'm interested in. I would just imagine what it would be like I were to date someone for a while, and then eventually lose interest in them and move on to someone else. Needless to say this is fucking stupid and I hate myself for it.
Now on to the actual thing. This year, a new girl came to my school. I thought she was cute and eccentric. We talked very little, mostly me helping her with homework. All of this changed a couple of weeks ago when we went on a class trip over spring break. Now my small group of friends at school basically includes several serious students, some gamers and other random people. Now on this trip, the new girl, decides to leave her group of mostly girls and join me and my group of outcasts. On this trip we all grew really close. I was able to talk to her and had several really meaningful and enjoyable conversations. I started to really like her, and unlike the past, I made some attempts to spend time with her and get to know her.
Now we're back in school and stuff and I continue to talk with her. I think she must enjoy it too because she's usually quiet all the time but when we talk she smiles and laughs. Also she doesn't actively try to avoid me like most of the people in my school lol. So I made a conscious effort and decided that I would ask her out. However, most of what I know about dating comes from movies I've watched. A couple days ago, I just kinda asked her if she would want to go out sometimes, because apparently people on TV say that. To my surprise, she said yes, and I had no idea how to follow up. You see, until that point, I'd never actually been on a date before or given any sign to anyone that I like them. So basically I spent a day just thinking and then regretting it all because I had no fucking idea what I was doing. Then today, something possessed me and I asked her out on a date, right then and there. She said yes. And then we went to eat. One of my greatest fears about dates, being socially unskilled, was that the conversation would die and we would just sit there. This did not happen, the entire time was filled with really awesome conversation and it wasn't one sided. We were both contributing and enjoying the conversation. So essentially, the first date of my entire life was a success.
Pot twist. We go to an American school and she is a foreign exchange student. She will be leaving to go home in about a month and a half. That is why she was new to the school, she is just studying abroad for one year. Also I think that might be the reason I actually got the nerve to ask her out, because I knew time was limited while with other girls there is always 1000 excuses to do it later, or never. Anyways, I'm really happy because I went on the first date of my life with a really cute and fun girl who I like, but sad because I know she will leave soon and I will never see her again.
TL:DR for the first blog is that I went 17 years without ever having any interaction with girls I liked, then this year I got a crush on a foreign exchange student and took her on a date.
Anyways, in the following days to that blog, I decided that I would ask her to the prom. I spent the whole day worrying and stressing out about how I would do it, and when, and almost the whole day slipped away. But we were talking at the end of last period and I somehow managed to ask her as we were walking to our lockers and she said yes.
It's kind of weird because we kinda stopped talking to each other as much for about a week. I was just trying to get information and make plans for the prom but we were both really quiet and nervous around each other for a little while. This stopped when I asked her out to eat again on the Friday before prom, we had another awesome time.
Fast-forward to prom night, I pick her up and she looked absolutely gorgeous. We go to a class dinner together and get pictures taken. For the record, when I put my arm around her for pictures, it was the first tie I'd ever held a girl, and for some reason, I really was't even nervous. That's pretty weird because for all of my life I'd get nervous around girls, even girls that I don't like, so this was playing out very unexpectedly for me.
When we get to the dance, it started out kind of slow and most of the people were talking instead of dancing, which was fine with me because I'ma terrible dancer. She kind of hints that she wants to dance but I don't because I'm a coward and a fool. A little bit later a slow dance song comes on and I finally get the nerve to grab her hand and take her to the dance floor and dance with her. It's a song she really likes and I know it too so we both kinda sang along. When the song ends, we look at each other for a second, then she smiles really big, we hug and she kisses me on the cheek then she ran off with some of her friends. This probably does not seem like a big deal to a lot of you but I went from a guy who had never talked to a girl her liked in 17 years, to being kissed on the dance floor at prom in a period of about 10 days. It blew my freakin mind and I just went a got a drink and talked to my friends before it really set it. From that point on, I danced with her for more of the songs, and all of the slow dances.
Anyways, when the dance ended, /i took her home and we had another good conversation in the car. I find it amazing that no matter the circumstance, when we are together, we can just have solid conversations on tons of different subjects without any trouble. We get back to her host family's house and I'm walking her to the door when she stops, we look at each other and we hug again, she kisses my cheek again. Now this may have actually been a big blunder on my part. She may have wanted to kiss me for real but I didn't notice and it happened so fast so I really don't know. Anyways she smiles again and goes into the house.
I'm so excited because this is the happiest I've ever been with a girl but I'm also pretty sad, because she leaves in just over a month. I'm going to have a really brutal heartbreak and I know it's unavoidable but I can't stop myself from liking her. I know the further I go the harder it will get but I just don't know.
Edit: I should probably clarify this. She is not from a country where it is a normal greeting or farewell thing to kiss someone on the cheek. It's actually considered rude to kiss someone who you don't know well.
