MBwithadream
All Star
The L's I took in school & college
I think your ok brehSound like she was just being friendly
Possibly. Still think I coulda hit tho. Maybe not THOSE two particular instances, but I coulda got on.
for some reason I cant think of specific instances like that. Girls are scared of me so often dont make it THAT obvious where its more than speculation.
There have been instances where I've rounded third base and been thrown out at the plate. Those are the worst. I may make a thread about that later.
There have been instances where I've rounded third base and been thrown out at the plate. Those are the worst. I may make a thread about that later.
Vandelay
Life is absurd. Lean into it.
I've been lurking for a couple weeks, but I registered just to post in this thread.
I was pretty bad at this, and was pretty bad up until 19-20 in my second and thrid years at college. I've got a couple of examples.
My freshman year at a pretty large school; all the women were fukking or atleast throwing at someone in some shape or fashion, didn't matter if you were an athlete, black, white, red, brown, short, ugly, fat, whatever...everyone except me.
The end of my freshman year, I had a spanish class with this indian chick, who was on my top the whole semester, following me to my next class, tryna kick with me and study the usual shyt you do when you try to set it off with someone in college.
Anyway, her face was "eh...", and she was a little nerdy looking, but she wasn't ugly...she was smashable. My problem back in the day was, I would "fall in love" in my mind..., with one chick and I couldn't see the fukking forest from the trees when it came to anyone else. So the whole semester, I'm simping off this other chick when the indian broad is basically trying to do everything in her power to get me to spend some time with me.
So end of the semester comes and we have finals. The female that I am feeling is on some back and forth shyt with me, for multiple reasons.
I wasn't the strongest in espanol, and the indian broad knew it. So she asks if I want to study to make sure I get everything down packed. I said "sure". So I goto my next class and the chick I'm fiending for asks me at the end of class, do I want to study...I'm like "Bet!" Forget the other chick...
About 4-5pm rolls around and the indian girl comes up to my dorm, I'm antsy as hell because I didn't want to renig but the other girl wanted to study at the same time.
I guess in hindsight, the indian girl was like "finally, I'm in...I'm gonna get this nikka!" She came to my dorm with her long ass black indian hair let down, no glasses on, these short ass atheletic shorts showing off thighs and ass that I never knew existed, and a t-shirt cut around the titties showing off some of the best looking grapefruits to this day I have ever scene. She didn't even bring her books.
I had this project ass dorm, that had no room in it but the beds and the desk and the chairs. So we sat on my bed, and started studying from my books and notes, and the whole time, shes tryna make her cleavich even more visible to me by leaning in and pointing and grabbing at notes and things in my general direction. 10 minutes, the other shorty texts me and says hey I'll be ready in a few. So abruptly, and rather dikkheadedly, I cut our study session short. Told the indian girl I was tired and couldn't focus and I would hit her up at 8, and we would try again after I took a nap.
Outwardly, she said "ok, cool! See you then." Inwardly, she probably called me kinds of "dumb nikka", and "you passed this up"!
The worse part of the story, old girl flaked on me again, and I ended up missing out on both. In the following semesters the few times she saw she said "Hi." and kept it moving.
The moral of the story here is, when your young...don't pass up on "ANY", guaranteed p*ssy from a chick that's fukkable.
I was pretty bad at this, and was pretty bad up until 19-20 in my second and thrid years at college. I've got a couple of examples.
My freshman year at a pretty large school; all the women were fukking or atleast throwing at someone in some shape or fashion, didn't matter if you were an athlete, black, white, red, brown, short, ugly, fat, whatever...everyone except me.
The end of my freshman year, I had a spanish class with this indian chick, who was on my top the whole semester, following me to my next class, tryna kick with me and study the usual shyt you do when you try to set it off with someone in college.
Anyway, her face was "eh...", and she was a little nerdy looking, but she wasn't ugly...she was smashable. My problem back in the day was, I would "fall in love" in my mind..., with one chick and I couldn't see the fukking forest from the trees when it came to anyone else. So the whole semester, I'm simping off this other chick when the indian broad is basically trying to do everything in her power to get me to spend some time with me.
So end of the semester comes and we have finals. The female that I am feeling is on some back and forth shyt with me, for multiple reasons.
I wasn't the strongest in espanol, and the indian broad knew it. So she asks if I want to study to make sure I get everything down packed. I said "sure". So I goto my next class and the chick I'm fiending for asks me at the end of class, do I want to study...I'm like "Bet!" Forget the other chick...
About 4-5pm rolls around and the indian girl comes up to my dorm, I'm antsy as hell because I didn't want to renig but the other girl wanted to study at the same time.
I guess in hindsight, the indian girl was like "finally, I'm in...I'm gonna get this nikka!" She came to my dorm with her long ass black indian hair let down, no glasses on, these short ass atheletic shorts showing off thighs and ass that I never knew existed, and a t-shirt cut around the titties showing off some of the best looking grapefruits to this day I have ever scene. She didn't even bring her books.
I had this project ass dorm, that had no room in it but the beds and the desk and the chairs. So we sat on my bed, and started studying from my books and notes, and the whole time, shes tryna make her cleavich even more visible to me by leaning in and pointing and grabbing at notes and things in my general direction. 10 minutes, the other shorty texts me and says hey I'll be ready in a few. So abruptly, and rather dikkheadedly, I cut our study session short. Told the indian girl I was tired and couldn't focus and I would hit her up at 8, and we would try again after I took a nap.
Outwardly, she said "ok, cool! See you then." Inwardly, she probably called me kinds of "dumb nikka", and "you passed this up"!
The worse part of the story, old girl flaked on me again, and I ended up missing out on both. In the following semesters the few times she saw she said "Hi." and kept it moving.
The moral of the story here is, when your young...don't pass up on "ANY", guaranteed p*ssy from a chick that's fukkable.
another one of my problems is, I played the nice guy role way too often when I shouldve shown no mercy and just blasted right through any supposed defenses. most of the times girls will give you a line then they want you to take the lead.
I remember this RIDICULOUS fatty at my job. I mean everybody was like
towards her. she was cute as hell too. I usually dont go for girls like that because they have guys coming at them from all angles. She was just way too phat though so I asked her for her number and when she gave it to me I was like 
she called me a couple of times but I didnt press the action, just played Mr. Nice Guy. she stopped calling me. years later I figured out...she was prob just wanted to get crushed. thinking back, she was used to dudes coming at her strictly for the smash and wasnt used to a guy like me who didnt sweat it like that (even though I was like
over that azz). she was prob like..."all this azz I got??? this nikka aint tryna f**k"
damn, I had some epic L's when it came to missed opportunities
I remember this RIDICULOUS fatty at my job. I mean everybody was like
towards her. she was cute as hell too. I usually dont go for girls like that because they have guys coming at them from all angles. She was just way too phat though so I asked her for her number and when she gave it to me I was like she called me a couple of times but I didnt press the action, just played Mr. Nice Guy. she stopped calling me. years later I figured out...she was prob just wanted to get crushed. thinking back, she was used to dudes coming at her strictly for the smash and wasnt used to a guy like me who didnt sweat it like that (even though I was like
over that azz). she was prob like..."all this azz I got??? this nikka aint tryna f**k" damn, I had some epic L's when it came to missed opportunities
I have to admit tho for me personally one reason this happened to me a lot was insecurity/self confidence issues that I was dealing with.
I had those negative thoughts in my head that would say "How could she be interested in me'" which is a terrible mindset to have.
I've gotten better as I've gotten older and more comfortable with myself but I'm still struggling with self confidence issues to this day but I know that I have to throw this mindset into the bushes if I'm going to be successful with women.
I had those negative thoughts in my head that would say "How could she be interested in me'" which is a terrible mindset to have.
I've gotten better as I've gotten older and more comfortable with myself but I'm still struggling with self confidence issues to this day but I know that I have to throw this mindset into the bushes if I'm going to be successful with women.
There's been plenty of times where the girl was showing signs and I didn't capitalize, but to be completely oblivious? I can't think of any examples. Well, I take that back. When I was a freshman in college, I was in the laundry room washing clothes, probably doing homework or something. This girl on my floor asked me if I could help take her clothes up to her room. So I helped her with her clothes, told her I'd see her later, then went back downstairs
Another time, that same girl came in my room (my door was open) and asked me if I could help her tie her shirt in the back. So I did it and asked where she was off to. She told me the mall. So I'm like "aight, later"
Thats that sh!t im talkin bout...you dont know if she just being friendly or if she wants you to make a move
I think you did the right thing though.
Cuz if you tried to make a move and she wasnt bout it,
I've been lurking for a couple weeks, but I registered just to post in this thread.
I was pretty bad at this, and was pretty bad up until 19-20 in my second and thrid years at college. I've got a couple of examples.
My freshman year at a pretty large school; all the women were fukking or atleast throwing at someone in some shape or fashion, didn't matter if you were an athlete, black, white, red, brown, short, ugly, fat, whatever...everyone except me.
The end of my freshman year, I had a spanish class with this indian chick, who was on my top the whole semester, following me to my next class, tryna kick with me and study the usual shyt you do when you try to set it off with someone in college.
Anyway, her face was "eh...", and she was a little nerdy looking, but she wasn't ugly...she was smashable. My problem back in the day was, I would "fall in love" in my mind..., with one chick and I couldn't see the fukking forest from the trees when it came to anyone else. So the whole semester, I'm simping off this other chick when the indian broad is basically trying to do everything in her power to get me to spend some time with me.
So end of the semester comes and we have finals. The female that I am feeling is on some back and forth shyt with me, for multiple reasons.
I wasn't the strongest in espanol, and the indian broad knew it. So she asks if I want to study to make sure I get everything down packed. I said "sure". So I goto my next class and the chick I'm fiending for asks me at the end of class, do I want to study...I'm like "Bet!" Forget the other chick...
About 4-5pm rolls around and the indian girl comes up to my dorm, I'm antsy as hell because I didn't want to renig but the other girl wanted to study at the same time.
I guess in hindsight, the indian girl was like "finally, I'm in...I'm gonna get this nikka!" She came to my dorm with her long ass black indian hair let down, no glasses on, these short ass atheletic shorts showing off thighs and ass that I never knew existed, and a t-shirt cut around the titties showing off some of the best looking grapefruits to this day I have ever scene. She didn't even bring her books.
I had this project ass dorm, that had no room in it but the beds and the desk and the chairs. So we sat on my bed, and started studying from my books and notes, and the whole time, shes tryna make her cleavich even more visible to me by leaning in and pointing and grabbing at notes and things in my general direction. 10 minutes, the other shorty texts me and says hey I'll be ready in a few. So abruptly, and rather dikkheadedly, I cut our study session short. Told the indian girl I was tired and couldn't focus and I would hit her up at 8, and we would try again after I took a nap.
Outwardly, she said "ok, cool! See you then." Inwardly, she probably called me kinds of "dumb nikka", and "you passed this up"!
The worse part of the story, old girl flaked on me again, and I ended up missing out on both. In the following semesters the few times she saw she said "Hi." and kept it moving.
The moral of the story here is, when your young...don't pass up on "ANY", guaranteed p*ssy from a chick that's fukkable.
I've been lurking for a couple weeks, but I registered just to post in this thread.
I was pretty bad at this, and was pretty bad up until 19-20 in my second and thrid years at college. I've got a couple of examples.
My freshman year at a pretty large school; all the women were fukking or atleast throwing at someone in some shape or fashion, didn't matter if you were an athlete, black, white, red, brown, short, ugly, fat, whatever...everyone except me.
The end of my freshman year, I had a spanish class with this indian chick, who was on my top the whole semester, following me to my next class, tryna kick with me and study the usual shyt you do when you try to set it off with someone in college.
Anyway, her face was "eh...", and she was a little nerdy looking, but she wasn't ugly...she was smashable. My problem back in the day was, I would "fall in love" in my mind..., with one chick and I couldn't see the fukking forest from the trees when it came to anyone else. So the whole semester, I'm simping off this other chick when the indian broad is basically trying to do everything in her power to get me to spend some time with me.
So end of the semester comes and we have finals. The female that I am feeling is on some back and forth shyt with me, for multiple reasons.
I wasn't the strongest in espanol, and the indian broad knew it. So she asks if I want to study to make sure I get everything down packed. I said "sure". So I goto my next class and the chick I'm fiending for asks me at the end of class, do I want to study...I'm like "Bet!" Forget the other chick...
About 4-5pm rolls around and the indian girl comes up to my dorm, I'm antsy as hell because I didn't want to renig but the other girl wanted to study at the same time.
I guess in hindsight, the indian girl was like "finally, I'm in...I'm gonna get this nikka!" She came to my dorm with her long ass black indian hair let down, no glasses on, these short ass atheletic shorts showing off thighs and ass that I never knew existed, and a t-shirt cut around the titties showing off some of the best looking grapefruits to this day I have ever scene. She didn't even bring her books.
I had this project ass dorm, that had no room in it but the beds and the desk and the chairs. So we sat on my bed, and started studying from my books and notes, and the whole time, shes tryna make her cleavich even more visible to me by leaning in and pointing and grabbing at notes and things in my general direction. 10 minutes, the other shorty texts me and says hey I'll be ready in a few. So abruptly, and rather dikkheadedly, I cut our study session short. Told the indian girl I was tired and couldn't focus and I would hit her up at 8, and we would try again after I took a nap.
Outwardly, she said "ok, cool! See you then." Inwardly, she probably called me kinds of "dumb nikka", and "you passed this up"!
The worse part of the story, old girl flaked on me again, and I ended up missing out on both. In the following semesters the few times she saw she said "Hi." and kept it moving.
The moral of the story here is, when your young...don't pass up on "ANY", guaranteed p*ssy from a chick that's fukkable.
Gotdamn thats a huge L
You rolled the dice and got GOT
I had a similar situation when i went to Jamaica
I was wit my boys for a week and everyone had gotten puzzy except me (i wasnt trying because i had a girl, but we were going through problems)
Then near the end of the trip a lil voice told me i cant be the only one leaving without another one to the list.
I had this pretty bartender in my resort that was feelin me and wanted to see me on my last day...but then i met this this so so lookin chick at the cub. So now It was the last night of the trip and i had a choice...choose the pretty one to go out with, and try and smash...or go out with the confirmed so so looking one. I knew the so so one wanted to smash because she was more agressive with me. The pretty one i wasnt so sure of.
So i did the opposite as you, i cancelled my plans with the bartender even though she looked better, for the confirmed one
I won in the end
CapitalOne
Do You Believe...
I've been lurking for a couple weeks, but I registered just to post in this thread.
I was pretty bad at this, and was pretty bad up until 19-20 in my second and thrid years at college. I've got a couple of examples.
My freshman year at a pretty large school; all the women were fukking or atleast throwing at someone in some shape or fashion, didn't matter if you were an athlete, black, white, red, brown, short, ugly, fat, whatever...everyone except me.
The end of my freshman year, I had a spanish class with this indian chick, who was on my top the whole semester, following me to my next class, tryna kick with me and study the usual shyt you do when you try to set it off with someone in college.
Anyway, her face was "eh...", and she was a little nerdy looking, but she wasn't ugly...she was smashable. My problem back in the day was, I would "fall in love" in my mind..., with one chick and I couldn't see the fukking forest from the trees when it came to anyone else. So the whole semester, I'm simping off this other chick when the indian broad is basically trying to do everything in her power to get me to spend some time with me.
So end of the semester comes and we have finals. The female that I am feeling is on some back and forth shyt with me, for multiple reasons.
I wasn't the strongest in espanol, and the indian broad knew it. So she asks if I want to study to make sure I get everything down packed. I said "sure". So I goto my next class and the chick I'm fiending for asks me at the end of class, do I want to study...I'm like "Bet!" Forget the other chick...
About 4-5pm rolls around and the indian girl comes up to my dorm, I'm antsy as hell because I didn't want to renig but the other girl wanted to study at the same time.
I guess in hindsight, the indian girl was like "finally, I'm in...I'm gonna get this nikka!" She came to my dorm with her long ass black indian hair let down, no glasses on, these short ass atheletic shorts showing off thighs and ass that I never knew existed, and a t-shirt cut around the titties showing off some of the best looking grapefruits to this day I have ever scene. She didn't even bring her books.
I had this project ass dorm, that had no room in it but the beds and the desk and the chairs. So we sat on my bed, and started studying from my books and notes, and the whole time, shes tryna make her cleavich even more visible to me by leaning in and pointing and grabbing at notes and things in my general direction. 10 minutes, the other shorty texts me and says hey I'll be ready in a few. So abruptly, and rather dikkheadedly, I cut our study session short. Told the indian girl I was tired and couldn't focus and I would hit her up at 8, and we would try again after I took a nap.
Outwardly, she said "ok, cool! See you then." Inwardly, she probably called me kinds of "dumb nikka", and "you passed this up"!
The worse part of the story, old girl flaked on me again, and I ended up missing out on both. In the following semesters the few times she saw she said "Hi." and kept it moving.
The moral of the story here is, when your young...don't pass up on "ANY", guaranteed p*ssy from a chick that's fukkable.
Around 20 or 21.
Dead serious. I had to learn the hard way.nice story but...
Man, let's not even get started on the topic of talking your way out of the p*ssythis is tru, because you know what? fuk it.... theres a part of the story that I purposely didnt include because I thought n!ggas would clown me too hard, but since we got dudes like @Gus Money showin his azz out here, i might as well keep it all the way real.
after she came over to me with that "do I know you from somewhere" speech...when she started rubbing my head and touchin on me, I was so confused that I asked her if she was drunk
and thats when she got quiet
That is the single most depressing message board I have ever seen. I felt terrible for those dudes, and this was before I even figured things out for myself.Man, them incel support dudes are crazy.
I thought nikkas on HERE hated women.
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Iamnutz
midnight marauder
Without reading anything else ...My dad and I were seeing a movie so I went to the theater early to buy tickets, that way we wouldn't have to wait in line that night. I get to the front and ask for two tickets, and the girl behind the counter (who was exactly my type, physically) says:
Girl: Oh, I really want to see this movie! And this time works perfectly for my schedule. You're buying a ticket for me, huh? :inlove:
Me:Nah. *starts digging in pocket for ticket money*
Girl: Well if you were gonna take me to the movies, you would probably need my number, right?
Me: Uhh, yeah that's how it works. Here you go *hands her money*
Her: I can get free snacks too so you wouldn't have to worry about that.
Me: Word? I wish I got free snacks. Did the tickets print out?
Her:Yeah. I'm off at 9:30 so we should meet up if the person you're buying the ticket for doesn't show. Or we can do something later on.
Me: Damn, working that late on a Friday probably sucks. *takes tickets* Have a good one.
We get to the theater at 9:45 and I notice there's a different girl at the counter as we walk past. Then I put it all together
.....
and 
. I literally loled...
My dad and I were seeing a movie so I went to the theater early to buy tickets, that way we wouldn't have to wait in line that night. I get to the front and ask for two tickets, and the girl behind the counter (who was exactly my type, physically) says:
Girl: Oh, I really want to see this movie! And this time works perfectly for my schedule. You're buying a ticket for me, huh? :inlove:
Me:
Girl: Well if you were gonna take me to the movies, you would probably need my number, right?
Me: Uhh, yeah that's how it works. Here you go *hands her money*
Her: I can get free snacks too so you wouldn't have to worry about that.
Me: Word? I wish I got free snacks. Did the tickets print out?
Her:
Me: Damn, working that late on a Friday probably sucks. *takes tickets* Have a good one.
We get to the theater at 9:45 and I notice there's a different girl at the counter as we walk past. Then I put it all together
I've been lurking for a couple weeks, but I registered just to post in this thread.
I was pretty bad at this, and was pretty bad up until 19-20 in my second and thrid years at college. I've got a couple of examples.
My freshman year at a pretty large school; all the women were fukking or atleast throwing at someone in some shape or fashion, didn't matter if you were an athlete, black, white, red, brown, short, ugly, fat, whatever...everyone except me.
The end of my freshman year, I had a spanish class with this indian chick, who was on my top the whole semester, following me to my next class, tryna kick with me and study the usual shyt you do when you try to set it off with someone in college.
Anyway, her face was "eh...", and she was a little nerdy looking, but she wasn't ugly...she was smashable. My problem back in the day was, I would "fall in love" in my mind..., with one chick and I couldn't see the fukking forest from the trees when it came to anyone else. So the whole semester, I'm simping off this other chick when the indian broad is basically trying to do everything in her power to get me to spend some time with me.
So end of the semester comes and we have finals. The female that I am feeling is on some back and forth shyt with me, for multiple reasons.
I wasn't the strongest in espanol, and the indian broad knew it. So she asks if I want to study to make sure I get everything down packed. I said "sure". So I goto my next class and the chick I'm fiending for asks me at the end of class, do I want to study...I'm like "Bet!" Forget the other chick...
About 4-5pm rolls around and the indian girl comes up to my dorm, I'm antsy as hell because I didn't want to renig but the other girl wanted to study at the same time.
I guess in hindsight, the indian girl was like "finally, I'm in...I'm gonna get this nikka!" She came to my dorm with her long ass black indian hair let down, no glasses on, these short ass atheletic shorts showing off thighs and ass that I never knew existed, and a t-shirt cut around the titties showing off some of the best looking grapefruits to this day I have ever scene. She didn't even bring her books.
I had this project ass dorm, that had no room in it but the beds and the desk and the chairs. So we sat on my bed, and started studying from my books and notes, and the whole time, shes tryna make her cleavich even more visible to me by leaning in and pointing and grabbing at notes and things in my general direction. 10 minutes, the other shorty texts me and says hey I'll be ready in a few. So abruptly, and rather dikkheadedly, I cut our study session short. Told the indian girl I was tired and couldn't focus and I would hit her up at 8, and we would try again after I took a nap.
Outwardly, she said "ok, cool! See you then." Inwardly, she probably called me kinds of "dumb nikka", and "you passed this up"!
The worse part of the story, old girl flaked on me again, and I ended up missing out on both. In the following semesters the few times she saw she said "Hi." and kept it moving.
The moral of the story here is, when your young...don't pass up on "ANY", guaranteed p*ssy from a chick that's fukkable.
Gus is this you breh??
God damn some of you guys are something else.
Vandelay
Life is absurd. Lean into it.
In 11th grade, I pretty much stayed to myself. I was the type of dude, that was cool with everyone but I didn't really chill with anyone...I was the type of kid that girls thought I was cute, but would pass on me because I didn't have any kind of identity, and I did myself no favors, because I was a straight up mute.
This was around 2001 and Mya had her career poppin' and I was on my light-skin girl phase. There was this female in 10th grade that could have been Mya's little sister. I had the biggest crush on her. Not only could I not work up the courage to talk to her, but she had a boyfriend too. Never in my life have I ever hated on a dude, before or after this incident, but I hated on this dude. He had a twin brother, and everyone would call him "Twin". Everytime he walked in the cafeteria, classroom, gym, wherever; I would just grill the shyt out of him, like I wanted to fight him. It got so bad, that it became plainly apparent that I was diggin' her, to Twin, Mya, and a couple of my classmates.
It could be just speculation, but she would send little signs, that she may have been checking me out too. Looking away real quick when I would check her out, making it a point to sometimes talk to people in my vicinity. Little shyt that you could do in high school, without being too obvious; but the tension was there.
As I said before, I was cool with everyone despite being a loner. One of my acquaintances hipped me to the fact that they broke up one week after a bad argument and told me I should get at her. I told him thanx, and that I would holler at her the next time I saw her.
Well that next time was the very same day. I came out the bathroom one day, and as luck would have it, she came out the ladies room, just seconds before I did. So, shorty looked back and saw me and smiled. She casually turned back around to keep walking, but slowed her pace down. She didn't completely turn her head back around, as if to keep tabs out the corner of her eye on what moves I was going to make. So, being the dork that I was...I slowed my pace of walk down even slower than hers, to keep the distance between us. She peeped, and slowed down some more. And in an scenario reminiscent of 3 stooges, I love lucy, or some random looney tunes cartoon, I slowed down even more. I'm talking like, she was moving like a turtle, and I was moving like a slug.
I guess she caught wind that a nikka had a bunch of nervous energy and proceeded to speed up and walk back to class...
They got back together a week later...
This was around 2001 and Mya had her career poppin' and I was on my light-skin girl phase. There was this female in 10th grade that could have been Mya's little sister. I had the biggest crush on her. Not only could I not work up the courage to talk to her, but she had a boyfriend too. Never in my life have I ever hated on a dude, before or after this incident, but I hated on this dude. He had a twin brother, and everyone would call him "Twin". Everytime he walked in the cafeteria, classroom, gym, wherever; I would just grill the shyt out of him, like I wanted to fight him. It got so bad, that it became plainly apparent that I was diggin' her, to Twin, Mya, and a couple of my classmates.
It could be just speculation, but she would send little signs, that she may have been checking me out too. Looking away real quick when I would check her out, making it a point to sometimes talk to people in my vicinity. Little shyt that you could do in high school, without being too obvious; but the tension was there.
As I said before, I was cool with everyone despite being a loner. One of my acquaintances hipped me to the fact that they broke up one week after a bad argument and told me I should get at her. I told him thanx, and that I would holler at her the next time I saw her.
Well that next time was the very same day. I came out the bathroom one day, and as luck would have it, she came out the ladies room, just seconds before I did. So, shorty looked back and saw me and smiled. She casually turned back around to keep walking, but slowed her pace down. She didn't completely turn her head back around, as if to keep tabs out the corner of her eye on what moves I was going to make. So, being the dork that I was...I slowed my pace of walk down even slower than hers, to keep the distance between us. She peeped, and slowed down some more. And in an scenario reminiscent of 3 stooges, I love lucy, or some random looney tunes cartoon, I slowed down even more. I'm talking like, she was moving like a turtle, and I was moving like a slug.
I guess she caught wind that a nikka had a bunch of nervous energy and proceeded to speed up and walk back to class...
They got back together a week later...