On the first day of 7th grade, I saw a girl, who looks mediocre, but she was my type (at the time). The girl was Asian (I am too), had black hair, average looking, cute brown doe eyes, around my height, lots of energy, happy all the time, and an overall nice girl. At the time, I was going through a LOT of hormones, so I was thinking about her all the time, I stared at her and thought about her a lot when we were in the same class, I sometimes couldn't focus in class because when she was in the same room as me, and I would raise my hand a lot in class and try really hard in my the classes I had with her so I could impress her. I had this huge crush on her for the whole school year, from the first day of that school year to the middle of the summer.
After a few months of having a crush on her, I had the courage to start talking to her. And surprisingly, she was actually nice to me. We were talking as friends for a while, and I genuinely thought that she would like me if I showed her how nice I am, and how much of a good boyfriend I would be. Because of my huge crush on her, I started to want to impress her, so I would learn on the internet on how to talk to girls, I would do pushups, situps, lunges, and squats in my room, I would do my hair nicely hoping she would think it makes me look good. Basically, she got me into "looksmaxxing" lol. So I was trying the bluepilled advice of trying to be a nice guy and warm approaching her, and I was also doing the redpilled/blackpilled advice of working out and trying to look better.
During the last couple of weeks of the school year, I was getting nervous, because I had this huge crush on this girl, and I was scared that I would run out of time to confess my feelings to her, since what if I didn't talk during the next school year, and we were distant during summer break. So I confessed that I had liked. And unfortunately, she friendzoned me. Even though I tried very hard on making her like me, I was still rejected. And later on this rejection, during the next school year, one of her friends told me that the girl told a lot of people about it, and the reason that I was rejected was for my height. I became very sad after all of this, because I knew there was nothing I could really do other than drink milk and hope for the best haha.
This was the only experience I had with teen love. Even though she didn't like me back at all, this was the closest thing I had with teen love. I often reminisce about that feeling of teen love. Being so deeply in love with a girl. Thinking of her all the time. Daydreaming about being with her. Being happy with just merely being near her. Liking her for a very long time. The feeling of getting butterflies. The feeling of being innocent and naive. The feeling of being nervous around her. I miss all of that. I want to feel that again, even if the girl doesn't like me back. I especially yearn for the feeling of having a deep and cute love for a girl who also likes me back. But sadly, I will never have that feeling again.
After a few months of having a crush on her, I had the courage to start talking to her. And surprisingly, she was actually nice to me. We were talking as friends for a while, and I genuinely thought that she would like me if I showed her how nice I am, and how much of a good boyfriend I would be. Because of my huge crush on her, I started to want to impress her, so I would learn on the internet on how to talk to girls, I would do pushups, situps, lunges, and squats in my room, I would do my hair nicely hoping she would think it makes me look good. Basically, she got me into "looksmaxxing" lol. So I was trying the bluepilled advice of trying to be a nice guy and warm approaching her, and I was also doing the redpilled/blackpilled advice of working out and trying to look better.
During the last couple of weeks of the school year, I was getting nervous, because I had this huge crush on this girl, and I was scared that I would run out of time to confess my feelings to her, since what if I didn't talk during the next school year, and we were distant during summer break. So I confessed that I had liked. And unfortunately, she friendzoned me. Even though I tried very hard on making her like me, I was still rejected. And later on this rejection, during the next school year, one of her friends told me that the girl told a lot of people about it, and the reason that I was rejected was for my height. I became very sad after all of this, because I knew there was nothing I could really do other than drink milk and hope for the best haha.
This was the only experience I had with teen love. Even though she didn't like me back at all, this was the closest thing I had with teen love. I often reminisce about that feeling of teen love. Being so deeply in love with a girl. Thinking of her all the time. Daydreaming about being with her. Being happy with just merely being near her. Liking her for a very long time. The feeling of getting butterflies. The feeling of being innocent and naive. The feeling of being nervous around her. I miss all of that. I want to feel that again, even if the girl doesn't like me back. I especially yearn for the feeling of having a deep and cute love for a girl who also likes me back. But sadly, I will never have that feeling again.
