"Hypothetical" question involving girls

[MuggyWuggy]

You're under 20 - you have a 5% chance of making her a wife, that's only likely if you end up skipping college together or go to a CC together and try to get domestic.


I tried to hold out for my first gf and here's what ill tell you: don't hold out for baby girl drama like this, if she's so easily manipulated by your school social world and is having teen issues that affect your relationship/yourself. Is it worth it?

The answer is no. Plenty of fish in the sea, find the one who lands in your lap and not the one who makes you pull out all of your teeth.

To quote the great Dr Dre

"Itches ain't 💩 but hose and tricks"

[Wingnut]

^^^^gangsta sheet right there son^^^^^^

[Thetrufflehunter]

We did a lot of talking, and it's looking pretty good for our relationship. Thanks to you all!

[theravenseye]

We did a lot of talking, and it's looking pretty good for our relationship. Thanks to you all!

Hey man, I know that you guys already worked this out, but just let me give you a smidgen of advice:

NEVER EVER feel like it's already happened until she says yes. And if you guys get into a fight, here's a template for what you could say:

I know right now you hate me. Hey, you've been hating me for a year
now(congratulations). But if I may just clear things up.

First of all, please don't ignore this. That's all I ask. I also know it seems selfish of me to ask such a thing as you're the one who got hurt. Just hear me out. Allow me to start of with a quote I recall from gradeschool:

"There will come a time when the unthinkable will happen. That will be the period at which our lives will cross again. All will begin anew, like the break of day."
                                        - Anonymous


I know you aren't one to believe too much in fate, But if this is what the world wishes, it will be done. So, now comes the part where I explain things.

—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•

Last year, during the month of August I believe, I sent you my first text*. I texted you since I saw you during the Halloween Party when me and the rest were in Second Year. J texted you because I wanted to know how you were doing. I mean, I knew you since you we were in first grade. All throughout that span of time, friends came and went. I know I wasn't really close to you guys during grade school since I had friends of my own.

When we were in sixth grade after our graduation, I went with you guys to Shakey's** . I went because I wanted to tell you how I really felt. But then I saw something that discouraged me from such, so I refrained from doing so. Also, the accident in fifth grade was entirely my fault. I didn't mean to cause an overload in the circuitry of the tiny lightbulb. I should have been more careful. I also apologize for being super weird in grade school. Like that time I ate a chicken leg in front of you and Beatrice.

Yes, I know I'm getting off topic here. So here's my plethora of sentences all written with plenary and utter honesty.


When I told you I liked you, I felt awkward(naturally). But it was a good feeling. My consciousness never felt so free. I guess all I had to do was release an unshared memory. From then on, we texted regularly enough except when neither of us had any load. But the information I was withholding was that I was actually texting Aya and Beatrice at the same time.  They were the ones who I could express my feelings about you to and proliferate from there on. You may be thinking that what I'm saying in complete and utter bullshit, but it's the truth. If you don't want to believe me, go ask Beatrice or Aya. They'll probably show it to you anyway. When a few months had passed since my confession, I had started to feel something . Deep down inside, I knew exactly what it meant. You might not have felt it, but I did. Yes, it was the emotion you said we should both stay away from for now since none of us knew what it actually meant, but I can't find any other word to describe the feeling. Through the shroud that was the emotion I felt for you, I was starting to become myopic. I kept on expressing through Aya, and she always replied a text of encouragement. I always felt more comfortable when I had the support of a friend. Then I committed the sin. I spread a rumor about us. At the time, I was on Cloud 9 and couldn't find a way off. I totally forgot o consider your life and how it might have affected you. 'Till now, I feel the dread that looms over me every single goddamned day. The rumor, it is a volatile tool that can improve or destroy another intangible concept. This rumor ran along the lines of the latter. If you could ever find it in your heart to forgive me, I don't know what I would do. Would I mess everything up again? Or maybe, this time, would I take a separate path? It all lies in your ability to believe. I know that when I asked you out to the promenade, you had a certain maybe. That's where the rumors had planted itself.

I don't deserve to have a friend like you. If we were still friends, you might be saying right now:

"It isn't about deservance. It's about how you properly asses the situation."

I know that anyone would be lucky to have you. Although I should piont out what a friend of mine said in a text:


"Bilang isang araw, bubukas din mata niya.
text? gm."


I only wanted to go out with you so that I could open your eyes. Step you down into the real world where the people are. I know you might say: "My eyes are open. You just don't realize it."  But then, the truth:


" Confession of a shoujo manga fan #1: Forever alone. Admit it, you've never had a boyfriend yet, and no one bothers to date you because you're like that "weird" leading lady of the manga you're reading while expecting the prince charming to fall for you. It could be a senpai, a seatmate, a teacher... Butyou forget you're in the real world...

Then you ask, "Why isn't my life a shoujo manga!?" as you flip any table you see."


I just didn't want you to go in too deep because once your at the deep end, it takes a lot of effort to come back up. I know you're good in academics, that's why you're in PHSA. I just don't want you to get too in to it. You know.

Plus, since you'll probably ignore this part.
Any guy would be luck to have you. You're ravashing, intelligent, quirky, and just childish enough that even you could make a fool out of yourself. Plus, I didn't know this until now, but I do love you. I know it's too early, as you said. But it's true. I can't spend a day without going back to that day that you smiled and laughed. I didn't really mean for your celebration to go that way, but it did. And you were happy. That's all I want. Nothing more, nothing less.
Inner peace can be reached only when we practice forgiveness. Forgiveness is letting go of the past, and is therefore the means for correcting our misperceptions.
                             -Gerald Jampolski



Trust me man, this coming from a guys who's had a girl he's really into be angry at him for over a year.

[Thetrufflehunter]

We did a lot of talking, and it's looking pretty good for our relationship. Thanks to you all!

Hey man, I know that you guys already worked this out, but just let me give you a smidgen of advice:

NEVER EVER feel like it's already happened until she says yes. And if you guys get into a fight, here's a template for what you could say:

I know right now you hate me. Hey, you've been hating me for a year
now(congratulations). But if I may just clear things up.

First of all, please don't ignore this. That's all I ask. I also know it seems selfish of me to ask such a thing as you're the one who got hurt. Just hear me out. Allow me to start of with a quote I recall from gradeschool:

"There will come a time when the unthinkable will happen. That will be the period at which our lives will cross again. All will begin anew, like the break of day."
                                        - Anonymous


I know you aren't one to believe too much in fate, But if this is what the world wishes, it will be done. So, now comes the part where I explain things.

—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•

Last year, during the month of August I believe, I sent you my first text*. I texted you since I saw you during the Halloween Party when me and the rest were in Second Year. J texted you because I wanted to know how you were doing. I mean, I knew you since you we were in first grade. All throughout that span of time, friends came and went. I know I wasn't really close to you guys during grade school since I had friends of my own.

When we were in sixth grade after our graduation, I went with you guys to Shakey's** . I went because I wanted to tell you how I really felt. But then I saw something that discouraged me from such, so I refrained from doing so. Also, the accident in fifth grade was entirely my fault. I didn't mean to cause an overload in the circuitry of the tiny lightbulb. I should have been more careful. I also apologize for being super weird in grade school. Like that time I ate a chicken leg in front of you and Beatrice.

Yes, I know I'm getting off topic here. So here's my plethora of sentences all written with plenary and utter honesty.


When I told you I liked you, I felt awkward(naturally). But it was a good feeling. My consciousness never felt so free. I guess all I had to do was release an unshared memory. From then on, we texted regularly enough except when neither of us had any load. But the information I was withholding was that I was actually texting Aya and Beatrice at the same time.  They were the ones who I could express my feelings about you to and proliferate from there on. You may be thinking that what I'm saying in complete and utter bullshit, but it's the truth. If you don't want to believe me, go ask Beatrice or Aya. They'll probably show it to you anyway. When a few months had passed since my confession, I had started to feel something . Deep down inside, I knew exactly what it meant. You might not have felt it, but I did. Yes, it was the emotion you said we should both stay away from for now since none of us knew what it actually meant, but I can't find any other word to describe the feeling. Through the shroud that was the emotion I felt for you, I was starting to become myopic. I kept on expressing through Aya, and she always replied a text of encouragement. I always felt more comfortable when I had the support of a friend. Then I committed the sin. I spread a rumor about us. At the time, I was on Cloud 9 and couldn't find a way off. I totally forgot o consider your life and how it might have affected you. 'Till now, I feel the dread that looms over me every single goddamned day. The rumor, it is a volatile tool that can improve or destroy another intangible concept. This rumor ran along the lines of the latter. If you could ever find it in your heart to forgive me, I don't know what I would do. Would I mess everything up again? Or maybe, this time, would I take a separate path? It all lies in your ability to believe. I know that when I asked you out to the promenade, you had a certain maybe. That's where the rumors had planted itself.

I don't deserve to have a friend like you. If we were still friends, you might be saying right now:

"It isn't about deservance. It's about how you properly asses the situation."

I know that anyone would be lucky to have you. Although I should piont out what a friend of mine said in a text:


"Bilang isang araw, bubukas din mata niya.
text? gm."


I only wanted to go out with you so that I could open your eyes. Step you down into the real world where the people are. I know you might say: "My eyes are open. You just don't realize it."  But then, the truth:


" Confession of a shoujo manga fan #1: Forever alone. Admit it, you've never had a boyfriend yet, and no one bothers to date you because you're like that "weird" leading lady of the manga you're reading while expecting the prince charming to fall for you. It could be a senpai, a seatmate, a teacher... Butyou forget you're in the real world...

Then you ask, "Why isn't my life a shoujo manga!?" as you flip any table you see."


I just didn't want you to go in too deep because once your at the deep end, it takes a lot of effort to come back up. I know you're good in academics, that's why you're in PHSA. I just don't want you to get too in to it. You know.

Plus, since you'll probably ignore this part.
Any guy would be luck to have you. You're ravashing, intelligent, quirky, and just childish enough that even you could make a fool out of yourself. Plus, I didn't know this until now, but I do love you. I know it's too early, as you said. But it's true. I can't spend a day without going back to that day that you smiled and laughed. I didn't really mean for your celebration to go that way, but it did. And you were happy. That's all I want. Nothing more, nothing less.
Inner peace can be reached only when we practice forgiveness. Forgiveness is letting go of the past, and is therefore the means for correcting our misperceptions.
                             -Gerald Jampolski



Trust me man, this coming from a guys who's had a girl he's really into be angry at him for over a year.

*finishes novel*

I'm not certain on the advice you're giving past that I shouldn't feel like it happened until after she says yes. Fortunately, she has! Thank you anyways!

[Dstyle1]

I just looked up tl;dr in the dictionary and found this:

We did a lot of talking, and it's looking pretty good for our relationship. Thanks to you all!

Hey man, I know that you guys already worked this out, but just let me give you a smidgen of advice:

NEVER EVER feel like it's already happened until she says yes. And if you guys get into a fight, here's a template for what you could say:

I know right now you hate me. Hey, you've been hating me for a year
now(congratulations). But if I may just clear things up.

First of all, please don't ignore this. That's all I ask. I also know it seems selfish of me to ask such a thing as you're the one who got hurt. Just hear me out. Allow me to start of with a quote I recall from gradeschool:

"There will come a time when the unthinkable will happen. That will be the period at which our lives will cross again. All will begin anew, like the break of day."
                                        - Anonymous


I know you aren't one to believe too much in fate, But if this is what the world wishes, it will be done. So, now comes the part where I explain things.

—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•

Last year, during the month of August I believe, I sent you my first text*. I texted you since I saw you during the Halloween Party when me and the rest were in Second Year. J texted you because I wanted to know how you were doing. I mean, I knew you since you we were in first grade. All throughout that span of time, friends came and went. I know I wasn't really close to you guys during grade school since I had friends of my own.

When we were in sixth grade after our graduation, I went with you guys to Shakey's** . I went because I wanted to tell you how I really felt. But then I saw something that discouraged me from such, so I refrained from doing so. Also, the accident in fifth grade was entirely my fault. I didn't mean to cause an overload in the circuitry of the tiny lightbulb. I should have been more careful. I also apologize for being super weird in grade school. Like that time I ate a chicken leg in front of you and Beatrice.

Yes, I know I'm getting off topic here. So here's my plethora of sentences all written with plenary and utter honesty.


When I told you I liked you, I felt awkward(naturally). But it was a good feeling. My consciousness never felt so free. I guess all I had to do was release an unshared memory. From then on, we texted regularly enough except when neither of us had any load. But the information I was withholding was that I was actually texting Aya and Beatrice at the same time.  They were the ones who I could express my feelings about you to and proliferate from there on. You may be thinking that what I'm saying in complete and utter bullshit, but it's the truth. If you don't want to believe me, go ask Beatrice or Aya. They'll probably show it to you anyway. When a few months had passed since my confession, I had started to feel something . Deep down inside, I knew exactly what it meant. You might not have felt it, but I did. Yes, it was the emotion you said we should both stay away from for now since none of us knew what it actually meant, but I can't find any other word to describe the feeling. Through the shroud that was the emotion I felt for you, I was starting to become myopic. I kept on expressing through Aya, and she always replied a text of encouragement. I always felt more comfortable when I had the support of a friend. Then I committed the sin. I spread a rumor about us. At the time, I was on Cloud 9 and couldn't find a way off. I totally forgot o consider your life and how it might have affected you. 'Till now, I feel the dread that looms over me every single goddamned day. The rumor, it is a volatile tool that can improve or destroy another intangible concept. This rumor ran along the lines of the latter. If you could ever find it in your heart to forgive me, I don't know what I would do. Would I mess everything up again? Or maybe, this time, would I take a separate path? It all lies in your ability to believe. I know that when I asked you out to the promenade, you had a certain maybe. That's where the rumors had planted itself.

I don't deserve to have a friend like you. If we were still friends, you might be saying right now:

"It isn't about deservance. It's about how you properly asses the situation."

I know that anyone would be lucky to have you. Although I should piont out what a friend of mine said in a text:


"Bilang isang araw, bubukas din mata niya.
text? gm."


I only wanted to go out with you so that I could open your eyes. Step you down into the real world where the people are. I know you might say: "My eyes are open. You just don't realize it."  But then, the truth:


" Confession of a shoujo manga fan #1: Forever alone. Admit it, you've never had a boyfriend yet, and no one bothers to date you because you're like that "weird" leading lady of the manga you're reading while expecting the prince charming to fall for you. It could be a senpai, a seatmate, a teacher... Butyou forget you're in the real world...

Then you ask, "Why isn't my life a shoujo manga!?" as you flip any table you see."


I just didn't want you to go in too deep because once your at the deep end, it takes a lot of effort to come back up. I know you're good in academics, that's why you're in PHSA. I just don't want you to get too in to it. You know.

Plus, since you'll probably ignore this part.
Any guy would be luck to have you. You're ravashing, intelligent, quirky, and just childish enough that even you could make a fool out of yourself. Plus, I didn't know this until now, but I do love you. I know it's too early, as you said. But it's true. I can't spend a day without going back to that day that you smiled and laughed. I didn't really mean for your celebration to go that way, but it did. And you were happy. That's all I want. Nothing more, nothing less.
Inner peace can be reached only when we practice forgiveness. Forgiveness is letting go of the past, and is therefore the means for correcting our misperceptions.
                             -Gerald Jampolski



Trust me man, this coming from a guys who's had a girl he's really into be angry at him for over a year.