Not to sound like a generic copy-cat of everyone else on this board, but I guess that's why I'm here.
I'm an extreme hopeless romantic. Ever since Junior High, I've had this insatiable desire to bond with a girl (sex was/is never in mind. Sad thing is that having sex at a frat party is easier than actually being able to connect with a girl/woman in a meaningful way...even a basic hello). I've always known that the 'thing' I want to do is to start a family early (well, not Victorian era early, anyway). Probably because my parents were in their 40's when I was born, and didn't have any siblings or cousins my age.
I've been extremely shy for a while now (due mostly to being bullied for 12 years), but I've come a long way in breaking it. I'm still suffering from low self-esteem that I know is really bad, and doesn't help my pessimism about social interactions. Even still, I've been ignoring my mental urges to run away for the last several years.
Anyway, its my 4th year of college now, and I'm no closer from my 1st to understanding why women think I am some sort of sex fiend every time I try to say anything.
Here's the short skippy: Tried to date freshmen year. Forced it at times. I went to every class and sat next to a girl in each (easy to do with 300+ people per class). Lets just say each encounter was a bigger fail than the last. I did hookup with a drunken girl at a frat party, being naive into thinking that her drunken interest meant that she actually thought I was slightly interesting, which wasn't the case the next day....
Sophomore year I avoided women in the pursuit of extreme overnight hanging out with my fellow chaps.
Junior year I started to heavily get involved, and got a ton of executive positions. I tried to get to know the girls in the clubs. Strictly platonic. Didn't happen... I went to a bunch of clubs and social events, but it seemed that every girl I spoke to seemed to hate me to the core. Maybe because I look a lot older than I am (I've been mistaken as 30 pretty often), but I have my doubts....
So, I'm in my Senior year now. Long story short: I've gotten to the point where I've pretty much given up. I've tried too many times. I must of approached at least a thousand girls last year alone.
I refuse to use those cheeky and evil playa methods and whathaveyou. I've tried online dating for months now, and either everyone's super superficial, fake (meaning not real account), or don't care since either I never receive a response to my messages, or they give a 1 word response to my 5 sentence reply (all the while complaining that guys don't read their profiles).
So yeah...I'm pretty much done with everything. Most people my age put a high emphasis on careers and beer, but to me I only have cared about finding a relationship. Its been the constant struggle of my existence so-far. It hasn't happened in college where there's all this interaction with people my age. Its just not gonna happen in the real-world.
I don't know what's the point in my thread here. I guess so like-minded individuals can complain that both women and men suck, and that homo sapiens are meant to suffer in their own small shells. I dono why women hate me so much...like I contain the anti-pheromone. Its really weird...they seem repulsed by me even during group projects and such. The opposite is true for women whom are twice my age, which is rather helpful...thanks god for your twisted sense of irony.
I'm an extreme hopeless romantic. Ever since Junior High, I've had this insatiable desire to bond with a girl (sex was/is never in mind. Sad thing is that having sex at a frat party is easier than actually being able to connect with a girl/woman in a meaningful way...even a basic hello). I've always known that the 'thing' I want to do is to start a family early (well, not Victorian era early, anyway). Probably because my parents were in their 40's when I was born, and didn't have any siblings or cousins my age.
I've been extremely shy for a while now (due mostly to being bullied for 12 years), but I've come a long way in breaking it. I'm still suffering from low self-esteem that I know is really bad, and doesn't help my pessimism about social interactions. Even still, I've been ignoring my mental urges to run away for the last several years.
Anyway, its my 4th year of college now, and I'm no closer from my 1st to understanding why women think I am some sort of sex fiend every time I try to say anything.
Here's the short skippy: Tried to date freshmen year. Forced it at times. I went to every class and sat next to a girl in each (easy to do with 300+ people per class). Lets just say each encounter was a bigger fail than the last. I did hookup with a drunken girl at a frat party, being naive into thinking that her drunken interest meant that she actually thought I was slightly interesting, which wasn't the case the next day....
Sophomore year I avoided women in the pursuit of extreme overnight hanging out with my fellow chaps.
Junior year I started to heavily get involved, and got a ton of executive positions. I tried to get to know the girls in the clubs. Strictly platonic. Didn't happen... I went to a bunch of clubs and social events, but it seemed that every girl I spoke to seemed to hate me to the core. Maybe because I look a lot older than I am (I've been mistaken as 30 pretty often), but I have my doubts....
So, I'm in my Senior year now. Long story short: I've gotten to the point where I've pretty much given up. I've tried too many times. I must of approached at least a thousand girls last year alone.
I refuse to use those cheeky and evil playa methods and whathaveyou. I've tried online dating for months now, and either everyone's super superficial, fake (meaning not real account), or don't care since either I never receive a response to my messages, or they give a 1 word response to my 5 sentence reply (all the while complaining that guys don't read their profiles).
So yeah...I'm pretty much done with everything. Most people my age put a high emphasis on careers and beer, but to me I only have cared about finding a relationship. Its been the constant struggle of my existence so-far. It hasn't happened in college where there's all this interaction with people my age. Its just not gonna happen in the real-world.
I don't know what's the point in my thread here. I guess so like-minded individuals can complain that both women and men suck, and that homo sapiens are meant to suffer in their own small shells. I dono why women hate me so much...like I contain the anti-pheromone. Its really weird...they seem repulsed by me even during group projects and such. The opposite is true for women whom are twice my age, which is rather helpful...thanks god for your twisted sense of irony.
