Lonely Loneliness

WARNING:Relationship in progress? (long post)

Question:

Hey cool Tom! You bet it’s the start of a GOOD relationship . Don’t be afraid to tell her how you feel. You might try asking her what she thinks of you, you will most likely be surprised. Tell her something personal and trade feelings, don’t just be like a regular guy and talk about tv, cars, movies all the time. Hi five! (and that’s pretty high considering I’m 6′7" hehehe). Don’t fall in love TOO fast hehehe if you really want her all you have to do is talk. Keep the communication TOTALLY open, don’t hide, it’s the door to both of your hearts. Listen to HER, and not to ‘the guys’, even your closest friends can misinterpret things. I won’t say ‘good luck’ because luck has nothing to do with it, I’ll say climb higher! Go long and deep! Make sure you REALLY do like her, if you two aren’t made for each other you’ll have given it the best try you could and you’ll be ready to try again. Take Care ,         Just a guy named Don who stopped by Hey, you just made me a little happier, you know that?

Response:

WARNING: Relationship in progress? March 22, 1996 —————————————————— Ah, yes, I believe it has finally happened to me!  This is the result of your advice on my "young women" (1,2,3) and I think the one I’m going to talk about is #3 (the one #1? asked about – I’ve lost my original post). Well, the story goes like this:   I figured the best advice I received was to find a mutual friend to be a messenger of sorts and write a note.  (I’ve lost that post, too, so if you’re the author I thank you greatly.)  Actually I wrote two notes, because I never see either girl that much.  The first note was to #3, which detailed my reasons for giving the note, and asking her to pass the second note on to #1.  The other note, to #1, pretty much said something to the effect of "Hi – we talked a while on the trip, but I’m kind of shy and well, I’d like to get to know you better – maybe we could have a conversation later or something." – only it took me a page and a half to write this.   Right before first period the next day, I see the messenger.  She says hi first (which never happens).  As we’re walking to our respective classes together, we start a conversation.  Just as we’re about to split off in our separate ways, I pull the two notes out of my wallet [ being sure to show off my newly-obtained driver's license ] and give them to her.  I say, "read the one that isn’t stapled closed, and do what it says – it’s important to me." She agreed, and I was ecstatic for almost the whole day.   Until I found out the results of my actions.   Between seventh and eighth period, I’m walking down the hall to my next class, whistling Oasis’s "Cast No Shadow," and just being generally happy. Naturally, people wondered what was going on, because I’m usually depressed and I very rarely whistle.  My best friend stopped me in the hall and asked me why I was so happy.  I said my thoughts in unusually (for me, anyway) flowery language, "I think I’ve finally acquired a companion of the opposite sex!"    "That’s great!," he exclaims, "Now you’re a cool stud like all those couples who smooch in the hallways."  The minute he says this, my messenger appears out of nowhere – "Hey Tom, she said she had no clue who you were," blah blah blah, etc. etc. and so on…  Ouch.    My friend – "Tough luck."  I do everything but cry in the hallway.  He tries to comfort me: "F*** her, (no wait don’t do that) don’t sweat her, you don’t need a girlfriend, you’re too busy with school anyways."  So we keep walking, and I see #1 – she gives me a really nasty look.  (so she had no clue who I was, eh?)  Since then, I’ve been ridiculed (mostly by frosh – so it doesn’t bother me that much) about this – except by my messenger.    I’m writing this on a Friday, but since I’m very busy this weekend, it probably won’t get posted until Monday.  Well, I’m in the orchestra for the school musical, and tonight was opening night.  This morning before first period, my little messenger comes up and asks me if I was going to the play tonight.  Naturally I respond affirmatively, and tell her I’m in the pit. She says, "Well I’ll see you tonight then."  And this made me happy all day.    During intermission I go out from the pit into the hallway, and I managed somehow to find her among the crowd.  I talked and talked with her for a full twenty minutes straight – which is unusal for me.  I never know what to talk about, but I just said the right things.  I mentioned this to her at one point and said she too was more comfortable talking to me than to anyone else ever before.  My friends start appearing out of nowhere, giving me the thumbs up sign and smiling at me and stuff like that.  I probably would have gone on for a longer time, but the signal sounded that act 2 was going to start and I had to get back to the orchestra pit.    I don’t know where this is leading because I’ve never gotten this far along in a "relationship?" before.  I am hitting myself in the head only because I could not bring myself to ask for a phone number.  Is this a possible relationship in progress?  I don’t know, I just don’t know. <– Be happy. Tom C. Comments?  Advice?  Questions? E-mail: To…@pop3.interramp.com Newsgroups: alt.support.shyness             alt.support.loneliness             alt.support.nutty.as.a.fruitcake             alt.self-esteem             alt.freaks

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