Hey fellas,
I'm puzzled and i need someone more experienced to set me back on track.
About a month ago i approached a really beautiful girl on the street, she had just left the subway and i noticed how she eyeballed me hard.
I looked back at her and while she was waiting for a traffic light to turn green, she would look at me several times again.
She seemed genuinely interested.
When i opened her she was really happy and smiling and talkative and i deep dived her a bit and she seemed like a very easygoing, positive and fun person. After about 5 mins, i took her number. The process of taking her number wasn't all that smooth, because she was waiting for a bus, and when it arrived it all had to go very fast and she said she didn't want to take the next bus, because she was really late. So i literally got her number seconds before the busdoor closed in front of my face.
I later texted her and asked her out and she was really nice, but said the next two weeks she was really busy. So after two weeks i texted her again, asked how things were going and she said she was still busy but said she hoped i had a great start into the week. So i dropped the ball in her court and told her to get back to me if she was free. Two weeks passed and she didn't text me, so i thought, because it has already been a month since we met, i'd asked her one more time, because i feared attraction would expire if nothing ever happened.
This went down two weeks after the last time i asked her out:
me: Hope things are going a bit more relaxed for you now, how about a beer these days?
her: You always ask at the beginning of the week. The beginning is always a bit stressful. I think it's not gonna happen, when i'm free i just need some time for myself.
me: I'll translate this to "sry, but its been a while, i can't even remember your face"
me: [sending picture of me]
me: Here you go. And we always have time for ourselves, but we're only young but once
her: We always should do what we think is right, not what is appropriate.
me: Who said that it's appropriate to date me.
her: "but we're only young but once", from being young, you conclude, we should meet up.
me: And if it was right but unappropriate? Puzzles over puzzles.
me: I like your picture. who took it?
her: Right or appropriate, doesn't matter.
her: It's the same
her: In this case
her: A friend of mine
me: It got style with it's black and white
her: I have dozens of them
her: But my model times are over
me: You did modeling, that's cool
her: No, not at all
me: Send me a picture
her: No it's over
me: Only one, i'm curious now
her: No, no picture.
me: You can't say you got dozens of them and not send one
her: I wouldn't have fun with you. And above all, you wouldn't with me. I'm stubborn and unpolite. Look around, you'll find someone nicer.
me: That is a lie, you were really glad i talked you up
her: But now it's how i concluded.
me: You shall not conclude so much.
me: Who says i'm looking for something nice
her: Doesn't matter
her: Over
me: You're cute when you try to be mean
me: You gotta boyfriend?
her: Yes
me: I don't believe a word.
me: I know you like me.
I'm puzzled and i need someone more experienced to set me back on track.
About a month ago i approached a really beautiful girl on the street, she had just left the subway and i noticed how she eyeballed me hard.
I looked back at her and while she was waiting for a traffic light to turn green, she would look at me several times again.
She seemed genuinely interested.
When i opened her she was really happy and smiling and talkative and i deep dived her a bit and she seemed like a very easygoing, positive and fun person. After about 5 mins, i took her number. The process of taking her number wasn't all that smooth, because she was waiting for a bus, and when it arrived it all had to go very fast and she said she didn't want to take the next bus, because she was really late. So i literally got her number seconds before the busdoor closed in front of my face.
I later texted her and asked her out and she was really nice, but said the next two weeks she was really busy. So after two weeks i texted her again, asked how things were going and she said she was still busy but said she hoped i had a great start into the week. So i dropped the ball in her court and told her to get back to me if she was free. Two weeks passed and she didn't text me, so i thought, because it has already been a month since we met, i'd asked her one more time, because i feared attraction would expire if nothing ever happened.
This went down two weeks after the last time i asked her out:
me: Hope things are going a bit more relaxed for you now, how about a beer these days?
her: You always ask at the beginning of the week. The beginning is always a bit stressful. I think it's not gonna happen, when i'm free i just need some time for myself.
me: I'll translate this to "sry, but its been a while, i can't even remember your face"
me: [sending picture of me]
me: Here you go. And we always have time for ourselves, but we're only young but once
her: We always should do what we think is right, not what is appropriate.
me: Who said that it's appropriate to date me.
her: "but we're only young but once", from being young, you conclude, we should meet up.
me: And if it was right but unappropriate? Puzzles over puzzles.
me: I like your picture. who took it?
her: Right or appropriate, doesn't matter.
her: It's the same
her: In this case
her: A friend of mine
me: It got style with it's black and white
her: I have dozens of them
her: But my model times are over
me: You did modeling, that's cool
her: No, not at all
me: Send me a picture
her: No it's over
me: Only one, i'm curious now
her: No, no picture.
me: You can't say you got dozens of them and not send one
her: I wouldn't have fun with you. And above all, you wouldn't with me. I'm stubborn and unpolite. Look around, you'll find someone nicer.
me: That is a lie, you were really glad i talked you up
her: But now it's how i concluded.
me: You shall not conclude so much.
me: Who says i'm looking for something nice
her: Doesn't matter
her: Over
me: You're cute when you try to be mean
me: You gotta boyfriend?
her: Yes
me: I don't believe a word.
me: I know you like me.