Love, lift me up out of these blues
Won't you tell me something true
I believe in you
Elevation — U2, All That You Can't Leave Behind.
Another term over, yet I have not moved on from the girl I have now fancied for ten months; I have also still not asked her out, no matter what people try.
I sat through an entire lesson yesterday having the exact same thoughts as I had on the final of the winter term, shortly before Christmas. Should I ask her, even with so many people around who will, I think, make fun of me doing so? Once again I concluded no.
Would being more confident in what she'll say help? No. I'm almost completely certain that she'll say yes. So why the impossibility of actually doing it? I'm shy. It's hard for me to speak to people I don't know. Giving them a single reason to be horrible to me makes me even quieter, and less likely to speak to them.
Can I speak to her? Yes, provided that there aren't people around that will mock me, or if she starts the conversation.
To put it short, I'm a complete and utter paranoid shy coward.
Comments
Simba Cub says…
Edit comment — April 8, 2007 05:33:20+01:00
Perhaps you are not as shy as you think - you just published your feelings to the net after all :)
Ollie says…
Edit comment — April 15, 2007 23:42:33+01:00
Simba - there's a fine line between braveness and stupidity :P
Cammy says…
Edit comment — May 15, 2007 01:56:06+01:00
Publishing your feelings on the 'net is not brave.
It can be anonymous.
It's probably more difficult to tell a few people you know than to tell many people who you don't.
Geoffrey Sneddon says…
Edit comment — May 15, 2007 02:04:12+01:00
Cammy — I think you know how much I've said about her to the majority of my friends in real life (e.g., nothing). A very, very, very small number know, and ones who I trust.