Originally Posted by Lil_Axl_Gurl
Don't have any friends..
And he didn't really make up a story I asked him about bass guitars and he owns one..he took me back to his place and was teaching me how to play and stuff..
Maybe I was too annoying for him..
Hon, I'm sure you were NOT "too annoying" for him.
Please, don't let this guy, who is obviously an idiot, make you feel bad about yourself.
High school, no matter what anyone says about how much "fun" it is, is pretty much miserable, at least from my experience. The boys are all immature and have no idea how to treat a girl, the girls are all competing for the boys, and anyone who has even the smallest inkling of intelligence and individuality gets labeled a "weirdo".
I definitely had a few good friends in high school, and did my share of dating, but I was not even REMOTELY popular.
I went to a very conservative, very sports oriented high school, and I was very active in theatre from the age of 6 on, so, based on that alone, I was an outcast.
Also, most girls in my high school were more concerned with being "nice" and "pretty" than being smart and having any opinions of their own. I was a great student, and never afraid to share my opinions on any given subject, so that was another check against me.
My junior year of high school, I decided to cut my hair pixie-short (I still have short hair). Every other girl in school had long, straight blonde hair, and here I was, walking around with a dark brown pixie. All the teachers told me how cute they thought it was, but there was a group of boys who decided that since I had cut my hair short, I must be a lesbian! Until I graduated and got out of that place and went to college, they continued to harass me, and even once keyed my car! They got in MAJOR trouble for that one and laid low after that, but would still call me lezzy or lesbo when I walked by. And, to make matters worse, I only had 67 kids in my graduating class, so there wasn't a whole lot of friends to choose from.
Enough of my high school sob story, though. The moral of the story is this: I ending up going to a top tier liberal arts college where I made some of the greatest friends possible: people like me who were actors, artists, and weren't afraid of "different" people. My freshman year of college, I went out on a date on a whim with a boy who didn't seem all that promising. I barely knew him, but he seemed reasonably nice and was pretty cute, and even though I didn't really want to date anyone seriously, I went for it. On our first date we talked for about 6 hours straight.
Almost 7 years later, we're married, and I'm starting a successful career, have had much academic success, currently enrolled in a very competitive and highly selective graduate school program, living in a great city with a great home and wonderful friends who are REAL friends, not just people to hang out with.
There's a light at the end of the tunnel, and even if it seems right now like boys are idiots and its hard to have friends, don't let them change how you feel about yourself and who you are.
From the interactions I've had with you on this board you seem like a bright, caring, interesting girl. Don't let the teenage morons drag you down!