LittleLadyRed
May 2, 2012, 07:58 PM
Usually quite the dilemma, say something or keep quiet?
Since starting university I've gone through 2 crushes and I don't see anything wrong with that. I tend to get quite intense with these crushes in a way that I am eager and keen to get to know them and be around them to find out they are complete twats and then lose interest. A pretty face is something, but if it comes attached with a horrible personality it automatically makes them less attractive in my eyes.
The two go hand in hand.
Three's a charm they say and this is where my issue commences. I had something happen to me about a day ago that's left me quite bewildered.
I know a guy from one of my lectures, I've talked to him a few times when he has bothered to show up and we get along just fine. Pretty face too.
So yesterday out of the fricking blue, he decides to drop a bomb shell on me and asks if I want to join him for a movie at his flat. Just like that, after 11 weeks of knowing each other and only ever talking 4 or 5 times, BOOM! I hold on to my desk for support and tell myself, 'Holy s***, is this really happening?'.
A few days prior to that I decided to make a critical decision in regards to self improvement. I decided that it was time to say 'yes' more often than 'no'. I never allow myself to do something different, to f***up and learn from my mistakes because I am a coward. I am too scared of the consequences.
I tell myself, 'Why the heck not? What have I got to lose? He's told me he finds me very pretty so there could be something there'. We live in adjacent buildings so off I go at 2 in the morning, 'Let's do this thing!'.
FYI I made it perfectly clear I am not the kind of girl for just doing anything remotely sexual with someone I don't know. Whatever you want to call it, I don't do it.
I get there, we watch the movie, we chat while drifting in and out of sleep and I let him cuddle with me because usually I'm not one for getting so close so soon. Still keeping with my new 'yes' rule. Fast forward. We wake up, I hang around for a while and he offers to walk me out of the building which was nice. We hug, I thank him for the night because I did have fun and I'd never done that before. All is cool.
Now, after that, things have gotten very awkward. All of a sudden, as soon as I took those steps to walk away, he's become incredibly distant. I give him a text later on, ask how he is, how are things bla bla. I pause for a moment and think, 'Am I being clingy'? I hold off the texts and try not to talk to him even though I really want to. I had a good night you know? But now that I have this in my head I think and I carry on thinking for the majority of the day and now I have driven myself crazy thinking about it.
I just want to know, 'What's the deal?'.
What was last night about? Was I used as a comfort blanket because he was lonely? Does he honestly find me attractive?
Why has this one night affected me so badly? Because if his intentions were nothing but selfish I feel cheap, used and it is upsetting. I have such low self esteem and I thought what was happening was fantastic. 'A guy actually likes me!'
You don't build up a girl's hope like that just to crush it. That's not right.
Perhaps I said something wrong? Not that I know off.
So the final question: should I say something and ask him what that was about and where we stand... or... do I keep quiet, nibbling at my fingernails while trying not to talk to him and not go insane?
Not knowing is killing me.
Since starting university I've gone through 2 crushes and I don't see anything wrong with that. I tend to get quite intense with these crushes in a way that I am eager and keen to get to know them and be around them to find out they are complete twats and then lose interest. A pretty face is something, but if it comes attached with a horrible personality it automatically makes them less attractive in my eyes.
The two go hand in hand.
Three's a charm they say and this is where my issue commences. I had something happen to me about a day ago that's left me quite bewildered.
I know a guy from one of my lectures, I've talked to him a few times when he has bothered to show up and we get along just fine. Pretty face too.
So yesterday out of the fricking blue, he decides to drop a bomb shell on me and asks if I want to join him for a movie at his flat. Just like that, after 11 weeks of knowing each other and only ever talking 4 or 5 times, BOOM! I hold on to my desk for support and tell myself, 'Holy s***, is this really happening?'.
A few days prior to that I decided to make a critical decision in regards to self improvement. I decided that it was time to say 'yes' more often than 'no'. I never allow myself to do something different, to f***up and learn from my mistakes because I am a coward. I am too scared of the consequences.
I tell myself, 'Why the heck not? What have I got to lose? He's told me he finds me very pretty so there could be something there'. We live in adjacent buildings so off I go at 2 in the morning, 'Let's do this thing!'.
FYI I made it perfectly clear I am not the kind of girl for just doing anything remotely sexual with someone I don't know. Whatever you want to call it, I don't do it.
I get there, we watch the movie, we chat while drifting in and out of sleep and I let him cuddle with me because usually I'm not one for getting so close so soon. Still keeping with my new 'yes' rule. Fast forward. We wake up, I hang around for a while and he offers to walk me out of the building which was nice. We hug, I thank him for the night because I did have fun and I'd never done that before. All is cool.
Now, after that, things have gotten very awkward. All of a sudden, as soon as I took those steps to walk away, he's become incredibly distant. I give him a text later on, ask how he is, how are things bla bla. I pause for a moment and think, 'Am I being clingy'? I hold off the texts and try not to talk to him even though I really want to. I had a good night you know? But now that I have this in my head I think and I carry on thinking for the majority of the day and now I have driven myself crazy thinking about it.
I just want to know, 'What's the deal?'.
What was last night about? Was I used as a comfort blanket because he was lonely? Does he honestly find me attractive?
Why has this one night affected me so badly? Because if his intentions were nothing but selfish I feel cheap, used and it is upsetting. I have such low self esteem and I thought what was happening was fantastic. 'A guy actually likes me!'
You don't build up a girl's hope like that just to crush it. That's not right.
Perhaps I said something wrong? Not that I know off.
So the final question: should I say something and ask him what that was about and where we stand... or... do I keep quiet, nibbling at my fingernails while trying not to talk to him and not go insane?
Not knowing is killing me.