A little history...

This section may prove to be pointless, but I thought it might be nice to have...something to offer a little background on who I am.

So...I've always had bad luck with girls. Actually, that's not completely true. When I was a little kid, the girls loved me! I was soooo cute!

I think it was probably around the time that I had to start wearing eyeglasses that the girls started to stray away...I wasn't a nerd, far from it, but when you're 12-years-old, glasses aren't cool. It also didn't help that I was (and still am) short. (Now, I'm old-er, short, and balding - shaved though!)

I had a few girlfriends during middle/high school, but for the most part, I had pretty shitty luck with the girls as a teenager.
I did manage to score some contacts around the age of 15/16, which seemed to help, but not really.

I love girls, and I hope that no one gets too upset/defensive if I seem a little critical at times, but hey, I've been hurt.
I got "toyed" with a lot. I got lead on a lot by girls in high school. I wasted a lot of time, wasted money, and wasted a lot feelings. I wrote the poems/songs, I bought the flowers, listened to all their problems, took note of all those "special things" (favorite flowers, songs, books, etc.etc.etc.) all that shit that girls are always screaming for...but it never got me anywhere. Hell, that's still the case...
I've heard the whole "just friends" thing enough times, I almost predict it, naturally. Basically psyching myself out, expecting the worst.
The best thing about being at the bottom is knowing which was is up! Har!

Where is this going? Basically...from all the negative experiences that I've had with girls, and even though every guy will tell you this, I don't understand them. They'll say one thing and mean something else. They'll act like they like you and then turn you down. They like getting the attention but not the guy who's giving it...

I can probably say that I am now completely...inept...when it comes to women. And that sucks.

Sure, I had a bit of change of luck during college. I met that special girl. I spent my college years with her. I thought I was doing all the right things, and well, without dredging up the details, one of those bad things you see happen in all the sappy movies happened and I got dumped.
Don't get me wrong...me and this girl are still friends. She's actually one of my best friends.
But let this help you understand, I'm just that kind of nice guy.

Fuck...I am totally digressing. Or maybe not. Fuck if I know.

But in a nutshell, that's a little about me.

Honest intentions coming from a nice guy who is now totally timid and confused. Now, when I do get the courage to talk to a girl, whatever I'm trying to say usually comes out a mess, I'll get embarrassed, and that's that. It's a very tragic comedy. I could be Shakespeare's favorite character reference.

On with the show!