It doesn’t matter how confident and secure you are in yourself, and it doesn’t matter if you like the person or not, everytime that you hear those words said about you, it has a jarring effect. What? Why? What’s wrong with me?

And if you happen to like the person, it’d obviously sting even more. For me though, I’d not want to know why. What’s more depressing than hearing those words is knowing things about yourself that you can’t change to make the other person think differently about you.

So yeah, I asked a mutual friend about her.

She says that you’re not her type.

I guess my name has already popped up at some point in the past. But knowing this didn’t really faze me – it makes me actually want to just give it a shot anyway so that I can close the book on this. I rather that than leaving it middling in limbo.

My friends and I agree on the old cliche: better to try and fail, than to not try at all. Better to flame out than to not flame at all, I’d say. So, flame on! :mrgreen:

Merry Go RoundWe also agree on a compromise strategy. Knowing how she feels, we thought that asking her out directly would probably not help. To have the slim chance of her changing her mind about me, she has to see more of my natural self: relaxed, easy-going, confident and humourous. Heh. Therefore, the agreed approach is to have more group outings where the situation is not forced and there’s no pressure. And if the timing is right, it’s easier to broach the question and ask her out.

And after talking to my friends and writing this, my head is clearer and I’m less anxious because of it. I’m glad because there will also be more fun times ahead. Much as I don’t like the chase, it does make life interesting. :)