Alright, I’m going to be a bit harsh. But it’s not because I don’t love you, Monkey.
Get off your butt. Folks have suggested starting doing a sport, and you say you’re too embarassed. They suggest doing something more creative, and you’re to intimidated. They propose joining a club, and you think they’re all “closed.” They say start a study group, but there are too many men in your classes. They say ask a girl out on a date, and you don’t want to date someone you don’t know.
Wah, wah, wah.
Riddle me this: how badly would you want to be friends with someone who doesn’t want to do anything new? What the hell it the point of being a buddy to someone whose idea of trying to make friends is cracking their door open a bit?
I’d suggest getting a campus job, but I’d guess you probably don’t want to get paid.
And some babe is supposed to fall for this routine? If some chick did, I’d bet my next paycheck that she’d be BORING AS HELL.
You have only three options now: 1) do things that are mildly uncomfortable now in the expectation that you will eventually meet some people who just happen to know a nice girl who likes going to parties (gasp!), going dancing (horrors!), or playing ultimate frisbee (nooooooooooo!).
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Go see your campus medical clinc because you sound like you’re depressed with a social phobia.
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Sit there with the door open.
There. I’ve said it. I genuinely wish you the best of luck, but nobody here is going to have a solution unless you stick your neck out a bit.