gonzooo
02-10-2008, 05:22 AM
I'm beginning to see why my threads are usually not very likely to produce replies, but here goes another pretty weird one...
I've been reading a thread in the diggnation-forums about attracting geeky guys, and I thought to myself: "Why not make a thread about ventures gone bad?".
Here are two of mine:
New years eve, 2005->2006...
Some friends of mine and I decided pretty late that we were going to find something to do for new years. My best friend had recently turned 18, so we decided we could just chill at a bar and just have a generally chill evening.
During this evening I met a gorgeous girl from Norway who seemed really nice. We talked, not a lot, but for quite some time. Anyway, time came for people to split, and I wasn't against it at the time. Sure, it would've been nice to stay there, but that'd mean I'd had to walk alone across town, drunk. Anyway, I tell her I should probably join my friends in leaving and either because I'm stupid, wasn't expecting it or I'm a total rookie when it comes to picking people up (I don't actually have any difficulties talking to them, though, especially when I'm drunk), I didn't ask for a number or anything.
I'm leaving, and I go outside. For one reason or another, we linger; and out she comes, wanting to swap cell numbers. Like I said, I'm a total rookie, so I was a bit stunned. Anyway, we leave and I make my way home, or very close, and I stumble upon 2 classmates out having a good time. At this point, I'm about 150 meters (or 500 feet) from my house, but I decide joining them for more partying across town would be a good idea. They both had ladyfriends, so I was the 5th wheel, and I ended up falling asleep on a very comfy couch across town.
I wake up with one of my only two real hangovers and my head felt like someone was stabbing me in it over and over again. At this point I'm feeling like a reality check had to be done on the night before. I actually met a girl that's nice in every possible way, and talked to me a lot, aswell as gave me her phone number? If that was the case, that night could've been my best one ever, regardless of the extreme hangover.
I SMS her (or "text her") asking if she had fun or something pretty generic like that. She responds with a "yes" and something like how it was a devil's night (referring to the partying, I assume). I SMS her again, asking something like if she wants to hang out or go see a movie; do something. I also forgot to include my MSN username, so I SMS that right after.
This time, I don't get an answer. I didn't think about it much at that particular time; I figured the day after new years eve is the busiest day for every telecom company, it might just be a temporary screw-up or just a slow system. I get home during the day and keep a short distance to my cell phone at all times. Time goes by and I am beginning to wonder if she had some kind of epiphany or something, and just wants to get rid of me. This feeling stacks during a few days and I get pretty bad. First bar pickup and all, I was feeling pretty fragile. I guess I also rush to the worst conclusions very fast, especially with anything concerning myself and my relationships with other people.
So 4 days after, I'm sitting at my computer, feeling all kinds of things. Doubt: What did I do? Was I being a douchebag? Was she so wasted she didn't know what she was doing? Confusion: Would she really give me her phone number and then just dismiss me? She should've noticed if I was even remotely interesting then and there, right? Up pops a request to add me as a contact, from her... All the feelings I've bathed in during the last 3 days just wash away and I feel very happy. She explains that she ran out of money on her cell phone and couldn't respond there, so she had to borrow her sister's computer to add me on MSN.
We talk, a whole lot; about movies, music, what I do, what she does. I learn she's 4 years older than me (22). I learn she's visiting Sweden (and Motala, the town I live in) and staying with her mother, father and sister. She has the coolest taste in music and movies; she even disliked "The Ring" and "The Grudge" (remakes and originals), just like I do. She tells me she has to log off, because she's going to pack before a trip to Africa. I say OK (I'm not going to lie, I was a bit disappointed we had to end it there). She does, however, ask me if I'm going to be online later. I told her I had to go to a friend's birthday party, but I ask her if we could go see a movie when she comes back. She says we should do that and that she'll be back in two weeks and we say goodbye...
I feel like I've hit the jackpot, naturally, and I'm walking on air for the next two weeks. What happens, though, is I never hear from her again. At first I was pretty confused, and tried to make sense of it. Then I got angry, and wondered why someone would do anything like that. It eventually passed, but I still think about what could've been, had I done things differently, or perhaps made a conscious effort to look like a million bucks.
It wasn't an eye-opening experience in that I've changed a lot, only in that I now fully expect to be thrown curve balls in any relationship I have. If I was prone to doubting my relationships with people and how they view me before this, that certainly doubled after this little event. It got to the point where I wasn't sure if my best friend (whom I have known and been best friends with since I was 6) actually liked me as a person.
My second example isn't going to be as lengthy, but maybe that's a good thing...
When I was in 6th grade me and my friends used to hang out at a recreational center connected to our school, and sometimes there'd be this girl there I've always had a natural attraction to. She's funny and very nice. I ended up in the same class as her in 7th to 9th grade and my crush on her just developed there. I never told her then, because I was afraid of what might happen. You have your little group of guys, and her little group of girls, and things just could've gone wrong.
A couple of years later I ended up adding her on MSN and we talked about various things. We also bumped into eachother at my favorite pub/bar pretty frequently and my crush on her kind of resurfaced. I knew she had a boyfriend, so I didn't say anything about it to her, more than that I had a crush on her in högstadiet (7th to 9th grade). At this point I figured I'd just never tell her about it, and I sort of didn't talk to her as often on MSN, probably because I was afraid it'd become the inevitable thing to do.
After a while we get to talking again, and it just gets worse. I dream about her, write about her and all sorts of things. After consulting with my best friend's girlfriend I conclude that the only good thing to do is to tell her how I feel.
So I do it: I brace myself for the reaction. I was certainly not expecting to ride off with her in the sunset, but what I got was, to me, pretty weird.
She started talking about how I view her as meat, and in telling her how I feel I treated her like meat. This was news to me and I didn't know how to react, so I tried to just distance myself from it (and her). Some time later I apply for a class to get my grades in order, so I can get myself into a university. In one of the classes, who should I inevitably meet? Of course, it's her, and she seems like she's completely forgotten about what happened.
I still think about it, and her, and I still think about how it would feel to be her boyfriend. Hell, when I dream at night, odds are I'm dreaming about her. It really upsets me that she acts like it's never happened, to be honest, and I'd rather she just shyed away from me so I could forget her and that whole thing, or at least try. Instead, we sat at the same table a whole semester, meaning I had to remember why I like her so much. When I do go there this semester it'll be the same thing, but fortunately I only have stuff I can mail to my teacher, so I don't have to sit there.
I am sorry for the lengthy post, and I'm certain this thread will drift into nothingness pretty fast, but hey, I got some writing out of it, at least. :)
You're welcome to comment on what I've written, what happened and of course tell your own stories. Be as open as you can be, with questions aswell as stories.
EDIT: ADD - Added that girl #1 actually said yes to going to the movies before she left.
I've been reading a thread in the diggnation-forums about attracting geeky guys, and I thought to myself: "Why not make a thread about ventures gone bad?".
Here are two of mine:
New years eve, 2005->2006...
Some friends of mine and I decided pretty late that we were going to find something to do for new years. My best friend had recently turned 18, so we decided we could just chill at a bar and just have a generally chill evening.
During this evening I met a gorgeous girl from Norway who seemed really nice. We talked, not a lot, but for quite some time. Anyway, time came for people to split, and I wasn't against it at the time. Sure, it would've been nice to stay there, but that'd mean I'd had to walk alone across town, drunk. Anyway, I tell her I should probably join my friends in leaving and either because I'm stupid, wasn't expecting it or I'm a total rookie when it comes to picking people up (I don't actually have any difficulties talking to them, though, especially when I'm drunk), I didn't ask for a number or anything.
I'm leaving, and I go outside. For one reason or another, we linger; and out she comes, wanting to swap cell numbers. Like I said, I'm a total rookie, so I was a bit stunned. Anyway, we leave and I make my way home, or very close, and I stumble upon 2 classmates out having a good time. At this point, I'm about 150 meters (or 500 feet) from my house, but I decide joining them for more partying across town would be a good idea. They both had ladyfriends, so I was the 5th wheel, and I ended up falling asleep on a very comfy couch across town.
I wake up with one of my only two real hangovers and my head felt like someone was stabbing me in it over and over again. At this point I'm feeling like a reality check had to be done on the night before. I actually met a girl that's nice in every possible way, and talked to me a lot, aswell as gave me her phone number? If that was the case, that night could've been my best one ever, regardless of the extreme hangover.
I SMS her (or "text her") asking if she had fun or something pretty generic like that. She responds with a "yes" and something like how it was a devil's night (referring to the partying, I assume). I SMS her again, asking something like if she wants to hang out or go see a movie; do something. I also forgot to include my MSN username, so I SMS that right after.
This time, I don't get an answer. I didn't think about it much at that particular time; I figured the day after new years eve is the busiest day for every telecom company, it might just be a temporary screw-up or just a slow system. I get home during the day and keep a short distance to my cell phone at all times. Time goes by and I am beginning to wonder if she had some kind of epiphany or something, and just wants to get rid of me. This feeling stacks during a few days and I get pretty bad. First bar pickup and all, I was feeling pretty fragile. I guess I also rush to the worst conclusions very fast, especially with anything concerning myself and my relationships with other people.
So 4 days after, I'm sitting at my computer, feeling all kinds of things. Doubt: What did I do? Was I being a douchebag? Was she so wasted she didn't know what she was doing? Confusion: Would she really give me her phone number and then just dismiss me? She should've noticed if I was even remotely interesting then and there, right? Up pops a request to add me as a contact, from her... All the feelings I've bathed in during the last 3 days just wash away and I feel very happy. She explains that she ran out of money on her cell phone and couldn't respond there, so she had to borrow her sister's computer to add me on MSN.
We talk, a whole lot; about movies, music, what I do, what she does. I learn she's 4 years older than me (22). I learn she's visiting Sweden (and Motala, the town I live in) and staying with her mother, father and sister. She has the coolest taste in music and movies; she even disliked "The Ring" and "The Grudge" (remakes and originals), just like I do. She tells me she has to log off, because she's going to pack before a trip to Africa. I say OK (I'm not going to lie, I was a bit disappointed we had to end it there). She does, however, ask me if I'm going to be online later. I told her I had to go to a friend's birthday party, but I ask her if we could go see a movie when she comes back. She says we should do that and that she'll be back in two weeks and we say goodbye...
I feel like I've hit the jackpot, naturally, and I'm walking on air for the next two weeks. What happens, though, is I never hear from her again. At first I was pretty confused, and tried to make sense of it. Then I got angry, and wondered why someone would do anything like that. It eventually passed, but I still think about what could've been, had I done things differently, or perhaps made a conscious effort to look like a million bucks.
It wasn't an eye-opening experience in that I've changed a lot, only in that I now fully expect to be thrown curve balls in any relationship I have. If I was prone to doubting my relationships with people and how they view me before this, that certainly doubled after this little event. It got to the point where I wasn't sure if my best friend (whom I have known and been best friends with since I was 6) actually liked me as a person.
My second example isn't going to be as lengthy, but maybe that's a good thing...
When I was in 6th grade me and my friends used to hang out at a recreational center connected to our school, and sometimes there'd be this girl there I've always had a natural attraction to. She's funny and very nice. I ended up in the same class as her in 7th to 9th grade and my crush on her just developed there. I never told her then, because I was afraid of what might happen. You have your little group of guys, and her little group of girls, and things just could've gone wrong.
A couple of years later I ended up adding her on MSN and we talked about various things. We also bumped into eachother at my favorite pub/bar pretty frequently and my crush on her kind of resurfaced. I knew she had a boyfriend, so I didn't say anything about it to her, more than that I had a crush on her in högstadiet (7th to 9th grade). At this point I figured I'd just never tell her about it, and I sort of didn't talk to her as often on MSN, probably because I was afraid it'd become the inevitable thing to do.
After a while we get to talking again, and it just gets worse. I dream about her, write about her and all sorts of things. After consulting with my best friend's girlfriend I conclude that the only good thing to do is to tell her how I feel.
So I do it: I brace myself for the reaction. I was certainly not expecting to ride off with her in the sunset, but what I got was, to me, pretty weird.
She started talking about how I view her as meat, and in telling her how I feel I treated her like meat. This was news to me and I didn't know how to react, so I tried to just distance myself from it (and her). Some time later I apply for a class to get my grades in order, so I can get myself into a university. In one of the classes, who should I inevitably meet? Of course, it's her, and she seems like she's completely forgotten about what happened.
I still think about it, and her, and I still think about how it would feel to be her boyfriend. Hell, when I dream at night, odds are I'm dreaming about her. It really upsets me that she acts like it's never happened, to be honest, and I'd rather she just shyed away from me so I could forget her and that whole thing, or at least try. Instead, we sat at the same table a whole semester, meaning I had to remember why I like her so much. When I do go there this semester it'll be the same thing, but fortunately I only have stuff I can mail to my teacher, so I don't have to sit there.
I am sorry for the lengthy post, and I'm certain this thread will drift into nothingness pretty fast, but hey, I got some writing out of it, at least. :)
You're welcome to comment on what I've written, what happened and of course tell your own stories. Be as open as you can be, with questions aswell as stories.
EDIT: ADD - Added that girl #1 actually said yes to going to the movies before she left.