blickpall
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Today is exam day and the last time our seminar group will meet at uni. There is one girl in the class, around a 5-6/10 so 1-2 points above me on normie scale, so not even Stacie-lite but she is my type and I find her attractive, personally. She is pretty quiet and reserved but whenever she presented, I thought she seemed more mentally competent than the majority of our peers. Haven't spoken to her directly for more than a few words, only know each others' names from the presentations we have to make.
I finish exams fast because if I sit there and anxiously second-guess myself, I always end up thinking that 4/5 answers in multiple choice are correct and it clouds my judgment of the BEST answer, and I structure my written responses quickly because of my experience in my current career and with forums. I'm sitting here studying before the exam, just cementing everything, and then I had a stray thought - "What if I just sit and wait after I finish my last question on the exam and wait for her to finish, no one will notice... And then as we are walking out I ask her how the exam went, and maybe ask her out for coffee?"
Seems like the perfect plan, considering no one would be paying attention if I'm actually writing anything down while they are taking the exam, and asking about an exam we just took if we are walking out together would be very normie talk and isn't some contrived PUA shit. Worst case scenario, she says "no," and I probably never have to see her again, right?
This is how it fucking starts. For those of you who read my recent thread on "Chasing Unicorns," you know that I am a slow learner and I let hope get the best of me and I become an orbiter like a pro, like I was born to be one. Maybe I was, but besides the point. Even after pouring my soul out into that thread, I am sitting here trying to ensure a successful completion of my exam, and suddenly I get swept away on a billowy wind of make-believe and "what if," thinking about some fucking girl I barely know in my class who I think is kinda cute and spend my time plotting how to put myself in a position where I won't sperg out and can shuffle out some small talk. Just fucking LOL at me for thinking I've learned, and internalized the black pill, when hope seems to bring itself to the surface on its own when it's not even relevant or needed.
Just fuck my life, fam. It's over, it's been over, it never began, and I need to accept it.
I finish exams fast because if I sit there and anxiously second-guess myself, I always end up thinking that 4/5 answers in multiple choice are correct and it clouds my judgment of the BEST answer, and I structure my written responses quickly because of my experience in my current career and with forums. I'm sitting here studying before the exam, just cementing everything, and then I had a stray thought - "What if I just sit and wait after I finish my last question on the exam and wait for her to finish, no one will notice... And then as we are walking out I ask her how the exam went, and maybe ask her out for coffee?"
Seems like the perfect plan, considering no one would be paying attention if I'm actually writing anything down while they are taking the exam, and asking about an exam we just took if we are walking out together would be very normie talk and isn't some contrived PUA shit. Worst case scenario, she says "no," and I probably never have to see her again, right?
This is how it fucking starts. For those of you who read my recent thread on "Chasing Unicorns," you know that I am a slow learner and I let hope get the best of me and I become an orbiter like a pro, like I was born to be one. Maybe I was, but besides the point. Even after pouring my soul out into that thread, I am sitting here trying to ensure a successful completion of my exam, and suddenly I get swept away on a billowy wind of make-believe and "what if," thinking about some fucking girl I barely know in my class who I think is kinda cute and spend my time plotting how to put myself in a position where I won't sperg out and can shuffle out some small talk. Just fucking LOL at me for thinking I've learned, and internalized the black pill, when hope seems to bring itself to the surface on its own when it's not even relevant or needed.
Just fuck my life, fam. It's over, it's been over, it never began, and I need to accept it.