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I'm 22, burn 23, she's a solid 7, I'm 6.5 (due to the fact that I've gained weight lately, I'm just working on it).
I’ve known this girl for years (we used to study together), I don’t know how important it is, but we started communicating as friends (I didn’t want anything with her other than friendly communication), but then, apparently, adolescence got into my head knocked, and I began to get closer to her, to which in the end I always received DOD(well, I didn’t have adequate experience with girls
). After a while I received dod, and gave up on her - she appeared, as if from the darkness, made compliments and called me out into the street . I'll start from today. We didn’t communicate with her for two years, and to my surprise, she started writing to me and showing that she was interested in me. There were a lot of compliments from her, and she again called for a meeting (due to a business trip, I couldn’t). And he invited her to meet in a month, when I arrive (oh yes, here I apparently made my first mistake, namely, we spent more than two months writing in the messenger, although to tell the truth, she wrote to me herself almost every day, and I answered to her (thus trying to stir up interest in the meeting)
Well, then day X came - here was the meeting itself, and everything immediately didn’t go according to plan, I didn’t start kinestheticizing her from the very beginning. Of course, I crawled into her arms) but the plan was to kiss her then, but somehow I fell apart... (just so you understand, in my stupid head there was only one phrase - oooh, this is a toffee (in my circle communication, if anything, we call beautiful girls toffee).. Just so you understand how ridiculous the meeting was - it wasn’t me who took her hand, but she took me (then she invited me to the cafe herself, it’s absolutely brutal)))
Regarding communication at the meeting, that’s a different story... The floor muttered something to itself (fortunately, she’s sociable herself, and she just told me all sorts of stories, and I listened to her). Regarding flirting on a date, it’s generally harsh) For example, I’ll give a piece of dialogue:
I’m telling her something in the plan (I was just trying to play up the ridiculous situation with the fact that she took my hand and conducted a dialogue):
-You know, maybe you’ll also kiss me to complete the picture?
- What else, I’m already hugging you, etc.
- I wonder what would happen if I came to you with kisses now? (I begin to list all sorts of outcomes, like he will be embarrassed or slap him in the face)
- Boys don't think about it
Something like that anyway)
In general, I got the most out of potassium on a date with her, I couldn’t even maintain a simple friendly dialogue...
As for how the meeting ended, it was a total mess. After the cafe (yes, yes, yes, all to the one that SHE CALLED ME) we didn’t agree on which road to go (she wanted to go along the road we were going on, and I said that we should cross the road) in general - she said I don’t want to walk along it, and I just walked straight, and I, like a real gentleman, decided to show which of us is a real man, and insisted on my own - I just stood still (for some reason I was sure that she would turn around (She walked with a calm step, but if I were her, I would simply run from such a gentleman), after a while, when she fell away from me about 150 meters, I simply turned around and went home).
And after the meeting - I may have made the most fatal mistake - I decided to write to her, saying, let’s forget this evening, I was worried about something, next time we’ll both like it (and WHY DID I THROW HER A COMPLIMENT *******)
You know, last night it was funny to me to realize how much I screwed up meeting her. My friend and I had a good laugh at my failure)
But now it’s already awkward to realize that I apparently lost a huge predisposition to a girl.
I would like you to help me with advice on how best to proceed with the highest possible efficiency.
By the way, it’s her last working week, and she’s leaving for a month to visit her parents in another city, and maybe when she arrives I’ll call/write and offer a meeting (I’ll just lose weight, and from 6.5 I’ll turn into a solid eight, and when we meet she'll say - wow, he's a real groom!
), but for now, just step away (though I don't know what to do if she suddenly starts writing to me), and continue to communicate with other girls... In general, I will be glad for any advice, I don’t fully understand what to do best, this is the first time this has happened to me, thank you)
