Thanks for the advice. I am not sure what town she's from. Believe me, the big dork thing is no ploy. She is dork through and through. We can smell our own.reflux said:First: 20 min outside LA? What town? That could explain something.
Second: Big dork? That's cool imo. Like someone said, it could just be a ploy...
Third: In the same dorm? Doesn't matter, I did it, had some fun, didn't work out, but we still enjoyed the time spent together.
Fourth: Don't wanna mess up the friendship? Guys and girls are meant to be together. Watch "When Harry Met Sally" if you need further explanation.
Fif: Guts and instinct are the only true measure, analyzation doesn't do jack. If she's put herself in a position/situation for you to make a move, don't waste it because it's really a well-placed move on her part.
Sixth: Don't sweat it, contrary to popular belief, all things work out in the end.
Word.
The real crux of the matter here is that I have no game. It's just a fact of life that I have come to accept. Worse, I think she has even less.
Also, I didn't mention the fact that I recently got out of a four year long relationship that I figured was going to last, well, forever. The terms were friendly, I suppose, but also, I admit, emotionally crushing for me. Long story really, really short: I do some service in Idaho this summer for 3 straight months. Get homesick, lovesick etc., race back across the US for a glorious reunion only to get dumped quickly.
Needless to say, I've been a little on edge since then, for lots of reasons....