Topic: Guy Advice

Sorry, I feel like I'm betraying you RC, but I need some guy advice from you guys and gals.

Just read what I wrote in my comp's journal:

In the begining, we were both afraid to acknowledge it. I tried to hide it from you and you from I.My friends say I was too obvious.I guess that comes from not caring what people think.Your's say that you did a good job of hiding it, That comes from being a loner.That is, if you ever were trying to hide something. 

We went on like that for months on end.I don't know how you felt.But, it was a day-to-day struggle for me to act like myself when all I wanted to do was to run far, far away and hide under a rock until these feelings for you went away.

I finally got tired of all the mixed signals I got from you and tried to ask you out to the party.I remember word-for-word what you said and it confused me."No. No, 'cause I'm not going." I didn't persue the statement and, now, I wish I had. Were you telling me no forever or were you only saying no to this?

I wish I knew how to talk to you, but you were closed up like a clam on Friday
....The day of the party....I had decided that I didn't care if you went or not.I was gonna have fun with my girlfriends.

And then you showed up about a half hour after I had been there.I was shocked that you came and I guess so were you 'cause you never took your eyes off me...I know cause I never took my eyes off you.I know we must have stood there for what felt like a day, just staring at each other.I looked away first, how did that make you feel? Where you just shocked that I came, after you said no?
If that was it, then, you really don't know me do you? I turned away and felt your eyes on me for a long time.Eventually, I forgot you were even there, sorry.
Merfie, one of my best friends, told me later that you walked off to the corner of the gym and stared at me whole time.While my friends and I danced and acted like only girlfriends can do.

I wish you'd make up you're mind.Infact, there are days where I just want to punch you in the face until I knocked you out of existence for being indecisive and confusing.

We went our seperate ways until the next Friday....the last day of school....I wore what I did at the party, my Mom made me, that tan tanktop that my Dad would have killed me for wearing, those Army cargo shorts, my hair was pulled up into a loose bun with chop-sticks, and my size 12 and half wide men's tennis shoes.You wore a maroon collar shirt, the nice kind, those tan cargo pants and, those Airforce boots that you know I love.

Paul and Merfie teamed up to play match-maker.She got you to sign my annual, which by the way, is barely legiable.You wrote,"Have a great summe, Hope to see ya nex yer,".Personally, I think you were lying.Nobody has ever "hoped" to see me, the StarWars Freak, again and friends don't count.

And then Paul told me,"He wants you to sign his annual".It was then I realized that he, too, was lying. You didn't have an annual.But, me, the retard, played along.
"Tell, him that if he wants me to sign to come over here and I'll sign it."
I have no idea what Paul told you but he came back and said,"He says for you to come over to him."Of course, I thought that, at the time,  he was talking about my sig,but, now, I'm not that sure if that's what you wanted to talk about
I shook my head and said,"If he wants my sig, then he'll have to come find me."
Paul then told me,"Stay here, then."

I didn't. I ran off, I didn't want you to find me.I wasn't trying to play hard-to-get, if it seemed like it, then I am sorry for that.My friends tried to get me to stay where I was, that was the first time I've ever ignored them.I ran to the face painting
I hope that you didn't try and follow me.

Then, after Kara gave me a pic of Gir and the word Seraphim, it was time for our class to go inside the Little Theater for Karioke. I tried to forget about you but, the butterflies in my stomach and my memory wouldn't let me.When both of our team's English teachers got up there, I stood and clapped to the beat with my BFs.I don't know what you did, I was struggling to not to even think about you.

When that was over, our class went to the gym for dancing.At first I hid from everyone but, I thought,"Screw it. I'm not gonna let some guy keep me from enjoying myself."So, I learned how to do the Electric Slide. Then, Paul went back to playing match-maker.He forcably showed you where I was and both you and I caught each other's gaze.Once again, I looked away first.You disappeared and, truthfully, I had hoped that it would stay that way, I didn't need another reason to act more emo then I already was by then.

I should have known that it was too good to be true.I came back from throwing Kara's and my Hawaiian Punch away when I saw you walk over near my friends. I tried to catch Kara's eyes but, she didn't seem to understand what I was trying to tell her, so, as usual, I had no choice in what I had to do.I went over to my friends and tried to ignore you.I never looked your way and I hope you didn't look my way.

At lunch, we both ignored each other...most of our friends were outside
I barely even touched my food, I only drank my chocolate milk, it was all my stomach would allow me to have.

Finally, at the end of the day, I found my brother, Luke, I didn't know you were on the stairs that we sat at the foot of, shows how dumb I am, eh?We, my brother and I, finished talking and I said,"I love ya, Luke. See ya when we get home,"and I kissed him on the top of his head and ruffled his hair.I think that flipped a switch in you cause you just got up and started to walk out of the lobby.I sardonically asked,"Where's your damn annual?"You didn't know I was being sarchastic, you turned and barked at me,"I don't have a damn annual, Megan."I shrugged,"So, Paul's still a liar." It wasn't meant as a question but, you answered anyway.
You're eyes looked pained/hurt for the breifest of seconds and then, they regained their  hardness and coldness we both share, perhaps that is the only thing that we do,  and said,"Yeah, he is."

I don't know why that hurt so much but, Kara will tell you, it did.

I never thought it would come to this. And, I would understand if you never want to see me again.I would understand...

Yeah, I need some help.

so ummmm   megan, why don't you just like this guy...what would be wrong with it. I myself have had many stares from girls like that...and they always meant attraction...at least to me. I think ya should just ask him if "we could be cool again" and ....if you have to, express you feelings for him. It is a hard thing to do...but if you do it...you'll feel soo much better. :) ;) :cool:

                                                       {MW} MS9 :cool:

Yes, I also encourage you to express your feelings. And BELIEVE ME, you dont want to hold them back, cuz you might never see her/him again :( *Sigh*............I wish I was more confident...... :(

*ahem*.....anywayz, this aint about me its about you. Express your feelings. :)

:P
We all gotta grow up sometime... :P

Relationships hurt, just remember that. As right as they might feel sometimes, you have to look into the future, see what could and likely will happen. High shool relationships almost always end with someone getting hurt, and it's easier to forget them altogether before the problems start.

Think first, feel later. <- mark those words, mark them very well lady-sai. Love is pain, anyone who says otherwise is selling something.

I don't agree, love is not pain. Our own selfish nature is what causes the pain in the end. If we aren't willing to give of ourselves to the other person, then it is a fake love and will bring dissapointment. But not all love is pain, it IS one of the most powerfull forces in existance though.

                                                                      {MW} MS9

Yeah, what would be wrong with liking him? I don't think you ever said why you don't. If you like him and you think he likes you, then I don't see that there's a problem?

just tell him nothing wroung wih it.

Ah, teenage love :P..... It takes a lot of patience and compromising to admit your feelings (aka "weaknesses", that's how lonesome people see it) to eachother. I read your story carefully Atin, because I don't know you or your friends at all I'll try to give you the best adapted advices I can.

You were right not to rush for him and open up. First because I guess it's not part of your personality to "lose" yourself so easily, it would be rather foolish for you because I think you want something really special and deep with the person you care for. The same applies to him, I think you are both the same on that level. Teenage romance is shallow and meaningless, most of the time, and consists of a lot of drama due to youth uncertainty and hormonal chaos :P And I'm sure neither of you want that.

School is a horrible, horrible place for relationships to develop. Too much peer pressure, too much of your friends trying to butt in your sentimental business (am I right?), and proximity with the loved one makes it all confusing. It's hard to affirm personality and self-confidence in such an environment, and that affects emotions and feelings all the time.

The BEST advice for you too is to give it some rest. If you ever have the occasion to talk to him one day, don't get mad. If you are already good friends then I'm sure you will see him again in a few years, or maybe sometime in your life when you'll be emotionally ready and available for something really serious and "adult". And looking back you'll only laugh at this episode of your life :)

I think the first lesson here is patience ;)

What are you selling?  Is it weaponry?  If so, sign me up.  I'm a junkie for the tools man.  Tools of slaughter.

The most powerful force?  Next to rage, maybe.

Right on! I couldn't agree with you more! :D

Thanks guys. I needed that. It's not like I don't like him, it's just.....ARGRGHR!! I'm, for lack of better word, scared too. It's just not like me to start "like" people like this. The only person I ever really loved was my grandfather the Marine.

And to qoute Hannibal by Thomas Harris,"It is easy to confuse emphathy with other emotions. We humans want emphathy so bad..." I can't really remember the exact qoute but I think it fits here.

True Warrior: confident? you're confident. Just talk to whatever girl you like like you do here. Be yourself. Try and be funny. Even if it's dumb funny, my friends tend to like that in a guy.
Again, thank you guys, I can't believe you read all that though. Thankyou.

Wow...I know exactly how that guy feels.  Maybe I should post my journal.  :P

Have no idea how to respond to that but, go ahead and post.

Sorry, I was hoping for a "oh really, go ahead and tell us about your problems" response that I would quickly decline, as I am too shy even to discuss my issues in detail online.  I shouldn't have said anything, other than I do know what it is like to from his perspective.  I gave a girl mixed signals, and it screwed up any chance I might have had of being friends.  Whenever I see her now, I just want to bash my head into a wall and run as far away as possible.  And then I went and signed her annual "Thanks for making the last two months living hell for me.  Have a nice summer!"
Sometimes I really hate being half-deaf.
That was a year ago, and I'm glad she went off to Running Start where I never see her.  In two weeks, I'll see her again for the, hopefully, last time at graduation.  She's a valedictorian, and I'm a saludatorian.  :(
I did write a journal of it all, somewhat similar to yours, only more obsessive and frantic.  Couldn't post it if I wanted to, as my computer is never connected to the internet.

Well, do you still like her? Cause if ya do, just ask her if she's gonna go to the after party or what not and, if she is, ask if she'd like to meet you there or even, go with you. You'll never know if you don't try. Just explain how you feel to her. Easier said then done but, you'll regret it if you don't. Take it from my experience. 

And, dude, don't be afraid to talk to us. See how well  they understood me? Nobody ever understands me so, hopefully, next time you feel like bashing your head into a wall and running to this galaxy far, far away, just run to this little speck in this universe.  And you don't have to go into detail like I did, just give us the general idea. We're all family here. One big, disfunctional family, but, family in every sense of the word. ;) .

Sadly enough, I'm pretty sure she has a boyfriend she is really attached to, so...I couldn't even get ahold of her to ask.  :(
I do regret not telling her how I feel...along with a lot of other things I did a year ago.  I'm just trying to move on and forget about it, which is quite difficult for me.  It was a really painful time in my life.

Well, it's nice to know that I have somewhere to go. :)

Sorry about that, vod. There are a lot of girls out there; it just takes time to find 'the one', as they say. Like I said, you can unload here. As the Mandos would say," Vode an."

Y'know what mate? Screw her. No, not literally you bloody perverts. I mean forget her, as you're planning to do. I mean come on, you're BalanceSheet, you should go up to her and be like, "I'm half-deaf bizatch, beat that!" She will be so shocked by your ability to cope with life when faced with lesser senses, she'll either fall for you instantly, or look at you strangely and walk away.

Painful time? Everyone's got painful times soldier, so when you meet yours, just shoot it in the face and keep moving. Clear the immediate area, deal with any hostile targets, and proceed to your objective. Women (cry pardon to the lady-folk on this site), are confusing, most of them anyway. Us masculine types are better off without them...though we never listen to logic. It's a common theme for humanity: we always do the opposite of what's better for us. 'Cept for war; war's good for everyone, except the dead guys.

Well, so speaks the great sage and eminent soldier SciFifreak. Live long and prosper, be cool, stay in school, don't do drugs, and get an A. Well, I've done all I can do. Semper fi, soldier, carry on.

...well...that's interesting advice, except I never curse. (biz!@tch would turn her off...), not to mention the fact that she scares the heck out of me whenever I see her, for some reason...
And while I didn't exactly "shoot it in the face", I'm past it now, and in two weeks I'll be completely free of her.
(I don't do drugs, I stay in school, I got an A, I'm not that cool, and I'm not sure how long I'll live, as death can come at any moment, and prosperity=relative). ;)

Well, good for you.  While I may not be able to give as good advice as SciFi, (I don't know how the hell he thinks of all that stuff) or I just don't feel like taking the time to think of what to say,  I will just say this.  you seem to be a pretty cool guy, so if you still want to meet someone, just be patient, be yourself (I know that sounds corny, but what the hell) and you will eventually meet someone who's right.  I hope.  if that doesn't work, I did not just give you this information.

I agree with Yautja in the sense that you have to wait for "the right one", and if that doesn't work, it's a sign of fate to tell you that you have to be MORE patient :P

I haven't met my "right one" yet (even if it felt convenient to say it was the case when I was with my ex, for a short moment) but I'm not waiting... I actually dont give a crap about love and all that mushy stuff (ok, you can stone me :P) but I believe that I will encounter someone who will mean a lot to me, and me to him, when I'll be working my ass off to fulfill some great personal achievements.... Like building my own Mando armor or something :P I'd like my future man to be as crazy a SW fan as I am, to like action, games and the military life (Yautja you seem like a candidate LOL)

Anyway, hope you'll keep your hopes up, Balancesheet! Life is like Luke Skywalker: you find that it's full of surprises ;)

Hahahaha! Not laughing at you, it's just that everyone says that, and I honestly don't think I'm confusing(generally speaking)! (You guys {guys as in "guys"... Not as in "you people":P} confuse me incredibly!)

Lmfao, RC. See, BalanceSheet, what did I tell ya? And, I gotta agree with you there, Balance Sheet, girls are scary, despite the fact that I am one and, yes, we can be VERY confusing. :) I think it's in our DNA or nature, something like that.

SciFifreak90, how the heck do you think of all that stuff? If it's off the top of your head, kudos to you.

Hey! I feel excluded. Now I have to go kill something.

I was tired, caffeinated (caffinated*?), and slightly losing it. But yes, that was off the top of my head.

Good for you, dude. I actually have to think if I want to say something.

Oh, I never think before I speak. Maybe not the safest habit, but hey, it's fun and gives me some practice in kicking....well, it's fun.

You meant to say arse, didn't you? Lol. Hopefully, though, you think before you shoot a M82A1, eh?

If by 'think' you mean 'aim and pull the trigger', then sure. If you mean actually think about what I'm doing and the consequences, then not so much.

Life's tough, deal with it :P

Honestly I didn't know whether you and Yautja had the same interests at all, and I didn't want to erroneously put you two in the same basket.

Yautja and I know each other personally, in fact he was the one who introduced me to the site. We've both been determined to join the Marine Corp for quite some time, and at times become quite insulted if we're not put in the same basket. If we were separated, then we'd have basket vs. basket wars, which might not be very pretty. Wicker strands everywhere, dead bodies, just a mess in general.

Ahh, I understand now. It's good to have someone to relate to and take example from... But beware of times when you have to be left alone and unavoidably have to suffer from being cast away from any basket. Any soldier with the proper training has to be able to sort him/herself in that kind of situation ;)

I don't want to divert the subject so.... Move along :)