the-alchemist
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**** this ****! Man, tomorrow will have been 7 hellish days for me. Each and every one of those days has been ****.
Day 1 which was Thursday Dec 9: I have lunch with a girl I like at the university, unfortunately I get so ******* nervous around her. I came off as ******* desperate, because after the lunch, I asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. She said no. I kept asking her these kinds of stuff, to make a painful story short, she gave me a permaent and unpronounced rejection. She would "text me" when she's "got time...""
In low spirits, I headed off to work where there is another girl I've had eyes on. We started to talk and got off pretty well. I saw my chance at redemption for this day. But then I got cockblocked by a coworker who I was friends with. He started to make racist jokes at her and all kinds of **** (she is asian) and thus made me look bad. She avoided me the rest of the day suffice to say. It was painful walking past her in the corridor, I am not racist in any way and I didn't know my buddy was such an uncultured *******.
Day 2: Uneventful, but I confronted my coworker, calling him an idiot and we had a tense argument. I told the racist ************ to **** off.
Day 3: Due to the two prior days, I wasn't in a good mood. I just wanted to be left alone. My mom however somehow persuaded me to go out and have something to eat. It ended badly. Later that night, I called my mom and criticized her, saying I wanted to be left alone. We had a big argument, you can read more in the Misc section.
Day 4: A horrible sunday, I was just depressed from the argument I had with mom. I was so angry with her, all I could think about was how anngry I was with her. I couldn't sleep well.
Day 5: Monday, back to work. My coworker came and bitched at me for telling him off. At the end of the work, I talked to female coworker on the way home. Came off as desperate against her as well even though I had no romantic feelings for her.
Day 6: Uneventful I suppose. Nothing special that happened. Just another day in my otherwise lonely loveless life.
Day 7: Can it get any ******* worse? Basically, there are 3 girls I'm interestd in at the moment. One is the uni-girl who got pressured too much by me. The other is the asian girl who thinks I'm racist by association. And one is a half-pakistani girl. We've talked to eachother for a few weeks, she's not often at work but when she is, we come off well. I was starting to loosen up in her presence. Then came the world's biggest cockblocker, and I mean 'biggest' in the literal sense.
He must be 190 cm tall, an athletic built and a ******* confident attitude coupled with an exotic look. On the other hand, I'm 166 cm and I weigh around 53 kg, and I have a low-key, insecure and shy personality. He's a ******* alpha-male As me and the girl were walking, he came up behind us and started talking to the girl. The walk to the subway station was him and her talking to eachother and me just shutting up.
I tried in vain to get in on the conversation by sprinkling in some word here and there but he had hijacked it and brushed it off. I stood no chance against his ability to take the spotlight. We were down in the metro, and the hijacking continued. He went off on a station before us, and I had one miserable minute with her. We had a small chat, I dare not speculate on where her affections lie but with my display of insecurity, my hopes aren't too high.
So today, my third shot at love has been eliminated. I'm going to study abroad next year, hopefully that wil be a new start. But man, why am I always the victim of cockblockers or personal insecuity?
Disclaimer: When I say 'cockblockers', it doesn't mean I want to sleep with them. I have no intentions like that
Day 1 which was Thursday Dec 9: I have lunch with a girl I like at the university, unfortunately I get so ******* nervous around her. I came off as ******* desperate, because after the lunch, I asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. She said no. I kept asking her these kinds of stuff, to make a painful story short, she gave me a permaent and unpronounced rejection. She would "text me" when she's "got time...""
In low spirits, I headed off to work where there is another girl I've had eyes on. We started to talk and got off pretty well. I saw my chance at redemption for this day. But then I got cockblocked by a coworker who I was friends with. He started to make racist jokes at her and all kinds of **** (she is asian) and thus made me look bad. She avoided me the rest of the day suffice to say. It was painful walking past her in the corridor, I am not racist in any way and I didn't know my buddy was such an uncultured *******.
Day 2: Uneventful, but I confronted my coworker, calling him an idiot and we had a tense argument. I told the racist ************ to **** off.
Day 3: Due to the two prior days, I wasn't in a good mood. I just wanted to be left alone. My mom however somehow persuaded me to go out and have something to eat. It ended badly. Later that night, I called my mom and criticized her, saying I wanted to be left alone. We had a big argument, you can read more in the Misc section.
Day 4: A horrible sunday, I was just depressed from the argument I had with mom. I was so angry with her, all I could think about was how anngry I was with her. I couldn't sleep well.
Day 5: Monday, back to work. My coworker came and bitched at me for telling him off. At the end of the work, I talked to female coworker on the way home. Came off as desperate against her as well even though I had no romantic feelings for her.
Day 6: Uneventful I suppose. Nothing special that happened. Just another day in my otherwise lonely loveless life.
Day 7: Can it get any ******* worse? Basically, there are 3 girls I'm interestd in at the moment. One is the uni-girl who got pressured too much by me. The other is the asian girl who thinks I'm racist by association. And one is a half-pakistani girl. We've talked to eachother for a few weeks, she's not often at work but when she is, we come off well. I was starting to loosen up in her presence. Then came the world's biggest cockblocker, and I mean 'biggest' in the literal sense.
He must be 190 cm tall, an athletic built and a ******* confident attitude coupled with an exotic look. On the other hand, I'm 166 cm and I weigh around 53 kg, and I have a low-key, insecure and shy personality. He's a ******* alpha-male As me and the girl were walking, he came up behind us and started talking to the girl. The walk to the subway station was him and her talking to eachother and me just shutting up.
I tried in vain to get in on the conversation by sprinkling in some word here and there but he had hijacked it and brushed it off. I stood no chance against his ability to take the spotlight. We were down in the metro, and the hijacking continued. He went off on a station before us, and I had one miserable minute with her. We had a small chat, I dare not speculate on where her affections lie but with my display of insecurity, my hopes aren't too high.
So today, my third shot at love has been eliminated. I'm going to study abroad next year, hopefully that wil be a new start. But man, why am I always the victim of cockblockers or personal insecuity?
Disclaimer: When I say 'cockblockers', it doesn't mean I want to sleep with them. I have no intentions like that