(BTW, don’t worry about trying to fix my problem. I’ll figure it out somehow, or get help, or at least I can laugh to myself in a crazed way)
Short version:
26 and never been on a date or experienced mutual romantic affection (a kiss, etc) [I’m not that pure though - I went to a legal brothel once - but I didn’t blow my load - probably because I accidently wasn’t wearing my glasses and couldn’t see what was going on] I guess it would be easier if I turned bisexual (maybe I am already) but I don’t really want to do that.
Long version:
There have been many situations that could have lead to dates in my life and there were also many girls that I wasted my time on…
Perhaps the first girl I had any chance of dating was Petina. She was a grade above me, and she was very unpopular even though she was quite pretty in retrospect. Her friends were probably the two ugliest girls there were. I’m not sure if she was unpopular because of her friends, or if she had those friends because she was unpopular. The I didn’t like about her (and perhaps the reason for her unpopularity) was that she was overly nice - at least to me. It seemed like she could have had a crush on me. But due to her reputation I guess (for having germs or smelling), I had to keep very far away from her. I has in the second-to-last year of primary school (6th day), at a state school.
When I started high school, in the 8th grade, I went to a Catholic school, and there were only two boys from my old school that joined me. At the start of the year I got a bit of a crush on a quiet intellectual girl - who might have been in a different class so I rarely saw her. Anyway, after about a week of school I was riding home on a bus and a girl called Kaeli asked me if I wanted to go out with Brynja. I said that I didn’t even know what Brynja looked like. Kaeli asked me again. I said I’d think about it. Kaeli said she needs an answer now. I said I guess the answer is a no. Soon I developed a crush on Brynja, even though she wasn’t the prettiest girl who indirectly asked me out. There was maybe one or two other girls who got other girls to ask me out, but I only liked Brynja. On the bus one day Tammie was acting way too friendly but I didn’t really like her since my standards were really high. Then several months to a year later our class was on a jetty. I think the purpose of the trip was to swim in the water below. While I was on the jetty I noticed a guy who I knew from primary school chatting with the girls. (he was probably skipping school) He called me over and asked me which girl I like. I whispered “Brynja” and he’d say “Brynja?!” outloud, and then I tried to make sure the girls who were right next to us wouldn’t hear somehow. Then soon after that some girls talked me into walking into the girl’s toilets and they pushed me in there. I guess Brynja was in there. (My memory is very fuzzy)
Around that time I had to start wearing glasses permanently. Then I moved to a different state (Queensland) to a Lutheran high school in a tourist town. I went back a grade even though I had easily been the smartest kid in the maths/science subjects at my previous schools - because this school was a lot more convenient to get to but it was just a new school that only went up to grade 8 at the moment.
At about grade 10 at that school there was an ok looking girl who was too fat (who years later lost all that weight), and her friend asked me if I wanted to sleep with that girl. Remembering the movie “Big”, I replied “do you mean like a sleep over?” and the girl replied “no, I mean sex”. I replied “nah”. She later found someone though. I had a very conservative upbringing and was even a young-earth creationist so that, in addition to her fatness, put me off.
At about grade 11 there was a new girl about 2 grades lower than me who looked like a model. I hadn’t talked to her yet, but I had decided to ask her out on a date. So one day I was just walking through the school by myself and she passed by, also by herself. It seemed like a good opportunity to talk to her, but she was passing by quickly so I had to get straight to the point. So I asked “will you go out with me?” and she screwed up her face and replied “no!!”.
Near the end of grade 11 there was another new girl, who was a year below me. We spent quite a bit of time together at school (my friend was often around) and maybe that could have gone somewhere - I mean there could have maybe been a first date, though I guess the chances of there being real “sparks” between us - or me and any other girl would be low.
During my time at the Queensland high school I wrote letters to Brynja, which she never replied to. I also called her on the phone sometimes, in which she politely replied. Before I left my old town I sent her a mix tape… with a lot of romantic music and Christian music (the most up to date thing being “Islands in the Stream” - it mostly came from my Dad’s music collection). Around the time of her birthday one day, I asked her if she liked me. She replied that she liked me as a friend. So I knew it was over so I stopped calling her.
At university I only had some tiny crushes… (and also wrote letters and talked on the phone to a high school girl about 6 years younger than me for a year) until the fourth year when I was in an 8 bedroom flat with a girl called Tobey who had a room opposite mine. She was a first year, going to study art and psychology, which were casual interests of mine. (As far as art goes, I don’t know the technical terms but I’m interested in parts of it - such as wicked album covers)
Well I’ve to go to sleep now. But basically I’m quite convinced she initially was interested in me, for a couple of reasons. I told my flatmate that I think Tobey was the perfect girl and not to go after her. He ended up being best friends with her. At the end of my fourth year I was hospitalized with bipolar disorder, got kicked out of my flat, but graduated university. I’ve been living with my parents in a tourist town since the end of 2000 and my friends and sisters live in the big city, Brisbane. I tried a little internet dating, but soon I start getting neurotic and talk about my personal problems. My neuroticism even stopped a (fat) girl who I later learned had a crush on me in high school from emailing me back after a while.
Well enough about me, has anyone got stories (they can be short) that are more depressing than that?