Part 1: http://fuckyeahhlove.tumblr.com/post/1086902271/the-pursuit-of-love-part-1
High School Freshman Year 2005 (continuation)
When I last posted, I was pursuing a girl who we’ll call Jasmine. She broke my heart so to speak—my young, sensitive heart which still persisted over the next few years. Anyways, I still made an effort to talk to Jasmine on AIM or at our church. It was in the past after all. I wouldn’t give up on her forever though. You’ll learn about that later. She’s actually one of the reasons I picked up guitar. She thought it’d be a good idea—I didn’t start playing just for her though. I was listening to Jeremy Manongdo aka Passion before he really started getting popular. I wanted to learn. I just needed to take the action; I was never a man boy of action.
Eventually, I found a new interest who we’ll call The Grunge. She was really different from Jasmine, such as her style and the fact she wasn’t Asian; I was a guy who had a thing for Asians at the time. We had a bunch of classes together freshman year. We’d talk to each other the most in Biology because we sat next to each other. It wasn’t always about class though. When I asked her for a slow dance at Winter Ball, she said yes. I was thinking of going for this Filipino girl, but I thought otherwise. It gave me one of those feelings that I had a chance. The Grunge and I differed on our views on alcohol. She was a mild drinker, but responsible. I accepted it. I still liked her as I continued to talk to her.
Lesson 3
Everyone has a chance. Never discount someone because they’re “out of your league”. You might surprise them with someone they’ve always wanted.
Now, as I offer that last lesson, I also suggest that you do not blindly confess your feelings for someone. It makes things awkward.
On Valentine’s Day, our school was giving out candygrams for a dollar. They were a simple message with a heart-shaped lollipop. Instead of my own handwriting, I asked my friend to do it. All he did was sign her name. I had a feeling she knew it was from me, but it was probably my sensitivity bringing me to my worrisome state of mind. Eventually, I told her I liked her and she didn’t feel the same. Surprisingly, she remembered the candygram and wrote about it in my yearbook Senior Year. From this point on, I was an NG or Nice Guy.
Lesson 4
Generally, opposites do not attract.
I understand that there’s much more to this story than just the fact we were different, but I had to make it a lesson. There’s no substantial proof that opposites attract, but there will always be cases where it works. I’ll probably elaborate on when opposites do not work. However, the time period will be years from now in my Senior Year.
by tjisawsome