Blarg

I feeling a bit burnt out right now.

Before winter break I spent a great deal of time planning on, and sometimes actually asking out ridiculously beautiful girls that invariably already had a boyfriend- and some of them kept that fact a damn good secret. And every time this happens I feel like I've missed some sort of cosmic memo. On the other hand, I've learned a valuable lesson: never (ever) trust facebook when it says "Relationship status: Single".

 One day as I was approaching a sophomore girl from my spanish class, seconds before I was about to open my mouth, some guy walks up and gives her a kiss. How's that for a motivation killer. 

And this was nothing new- last year I was roughly in the same situation, but with a girl so astoundingly gorgeous that I really knew in the back of my head that I didn't have a snowball's chance in hell. But when does that ever stop me... Anyway, same thing, about to open my mouth aaaannd...

"Why does it feel like there's an elephant on my chest and why I am floating two feet off the ground?" A certain Hans Molitor decided to run up to me and give me a rib-cracking bear hug for no reason. After I claw him off me, she's gone. Probably for the best, since it turns out she was dating somebody else and nobody seemed to know about it. I saw the dude one day outside of school. He looked like he was 25.

Alright, whatever. How about that cute sophomore from cross country? I think I'll go and- oh wait where'd she go? Transferred to sprints? When? Today? Christ.

Homecoming rolls around and I am waay behind. I didn't plan on going until about a week before, so by then most everyone had a date- but I gave it a shot several shots, but no dice. 

The frustrating part is it's never rejection- just either hilariously timed misfortunes or they aren't even single to begin with. 

At this point I've pretty much decided "fuck it, I'll wait until prom".