Painfully Shy

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Admin Are Gods

  Oakky. Leesee if I can get this out without putting a foot through my monitor.

Okay, so picture this. I go to this after-school sort of thing. And it's boys and girls. And there's this one person who I think is really really awsome and smart and I want to talk to him. But I'm shy because he's populer and I don't want to offend him. So I stay away untill I'm feeling more couragous. But, say these girls I know, "Lorren" and "Angie" think it's terribly amusing to pester me about talking to  him and go so far as to invite him over to our table and  stuff.

And I tell them not to. They totally ignore me. And I'm getting really mad, for lack of better word not going to be censored.

Would giving them an old fashioned slap over the face  or  giving them the cold shoulder  be fully justified at this point, since talking isn't working?

Help me out and I'll be extremely greatfull.  
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Quote from: Admin Are GodsOakky. Leesee if I can get this out without putting a foot through my monitor.

Okay, so picture this. I go to this after-school sort of thing. And it's boys and girls. And there's this one person who I think is really really awsome and smart and I want to talk to him. But I'm shy because he's populer and I don't want to offend him. So I stay away untill I'm feeling more couragous. But, say these girls I know, "Lorren" and "Angie" think it's terribly amusing to pester me about talking to  him and go so far as to invite him over to our table and  stuff.

And I tell them not to. They totally ignore me. And I'm getting really mad, for lack of better word not going to be censored.

Would giving them an old fashioned slap over the face  or  giving them the cold shoulder  be fully justified at this point, since talking isn't working?

Help me out and I'll be extremely greatfull.
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I don't see what the big deal is.

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Checkerpaw

 My advice: keep your cool, and eventually the girls will stop doing what they're doing.  If you show them that what they're doing is flustering you and making you upset, that will only encourage them.  In fact, by repeatedly telling them not to do it, you're already encouraging them.  

Um, yeah.   :sick:

I mean, they're really not acting that obnoxious or anything, although I could understand how they'd get to be annoying.  Inviting a guy they know you like to your table is something that is maybe worth appreciating.
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Admin Are Gods

 That would work if they were trying to be helpfull.

However.

I'm almost /entirely/ sure they're doing it to annoy me, since they really don't  like me (Teachers Pet "Problem" strikes again), and only hang out around me to annoy me.  I try to keep my cool, and I tried  ignoring it; and nothing works at all. Even worse, the guy probably thinks I don't like  him, since I kinda...Stay quiet. And my face gets very, very,  red when I'm emberessed, and also when I'm mad. *grumbles*

Thanks for the advice anyway. . .
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Checkerpaw

 Look, I would then suggest that you nip this thing in the bud.  And the easiest way to do that is to take the initiative, and start talking to this guy some more, and let him know that you think he's interesting, cool, smart, whatever the case may be.  That could (should?) take the air out of the sails of these girls who are annoying you.  They're successful at what they're doing because you're so reluctant to meet and talk with this guy.  You don't need to specifically tell this boy that you like him, think he's this or that, but just by paying attention to him and taking the initiative in talking to him, and not waiting for these girls to jump into action, he'll know that you're interested in him.
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Admin Are Gods

 Thank you, Chex. I'll certainly have to try and do that!
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Cindarin

 Just talk to the guy.  You have nothing to lose.  Trust me, I know first hand.
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Deathclaw

 My advice would be to ignore them and if, when they invite him over, see if he comes and if he does, talk to him.  
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Aqualis

 Just go with it and see what happens.
"Less talky, more drivey." ~Hawk, Applegeeks Issue #161

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Badrang the Tyrant

 Just talk to him, but maybe you should drop a hint that you like him...

Nohcnonk

 Yes, do what Chex said ^_^

The Voice

 Well I am never shy and always talk to girls who I try hitting on ~remembers when one's boyfriend shoved me into locker and told me he would cut me if I talked to his girlfriend again~

Anywho, I say slap them, then hit on the guy!  :D  Or get a friend to see how he feels.  
So quiet
Another wasted night
The television steals
The conversation
Exhale
Another wasted breath
Again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you're
Just feeling tired
'cause if it's more than
That I feeel that I might break
Out of touch  out of time.
Please send me anything
But signals that are mixed
Cause I can't read
Your rolling eyes
Out of touch  
Are we out of time?

Close lipped
Another goodnight kiss
Is robbed of all it's passion,
Your grip
Another time, is slack
It leaves me feeling empty.

I'll wait until tomorrow
Maybe you'll feel better then
Maybe we'll be better then
So what's another day
When I can't bear
These nights of thoughts
Of going on without you
This mood of yours is temporary
It seems worth the wait
To see your smile again
Out of the corner of your eye
Won't be the only way
You'll look at me then.


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I'm missing your bed  
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots
where we'd have to speak
And this bottle of
beast is taking me home.
I'm cuddling close
to blankets and sheets
You're not alone
and you're not discreet.
You make sure I know  
who's taking you home.
I'm reading your
note over again.
There is not a word
that I comprehend
except when you signed it
"I will love you always
and forever"

As for now I'm gonna
hear the saddest songs,
and sit alone and wonder
how you're making out
But as for me I wish that I was anywhere
With anyone
making out

I'm missing your laugh,
how did it break?
And when did your eyes
begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy
as your pretending.
I'm missing your bed,
I never sleep.
Avoiding the spots
where we'd have to sleep.
And this bottle of
Beast is taking me home.

Your hair
It's everywhere
Screaming infidelities
Taking it's wear
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Consider the odds
consider the obvious.
The martyr is meaningless
the campaign has died.
In the planning stages
and the fallen faces
are the singular proof
that it was ever alive.

This purchased rebellion
has been outdated
denounced and rescinded
and left to die championless.
I begged you not to go.
I begged you  I pleaded.
Claimed you as my only hope
and watched the floor
as you retreated.

Hope has sprung a perfect dive
a perfect day, a perfect lie.
A slowly crafted monologue
conceding your defeat.

Does it comfort you to know
you fought the good fight?
Basking in your victory,
hollow and alone
to boast your bitter
bragging rights
to anyone who'll listen.
While you're left with
nothing tangible to gain
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Whatever poisons in this bottle
will leave me broken, sore and stiff
But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at,
he owes me one last wish
So here's a present to let you know I still exist
I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips

But I got a plan (I got a plan)
To drink for forty days and forty nights
A sip for every second-hand tick
And every time you fed the line,
?you mean so much to me?
I'm without you

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say

And even if her plane crashes tonight
she'll find some way to disappoint me,
by not burning in the wreckage,
or drowning at the bottom of the sea
Jess, I still taste you, and thus reserve my right to hate you
And all this empty space that you create
does nothing for my flawless sense of style
It's 8:45 (it's 8:45), the weather is getting better by the hour (rains all the time)
I hope it rains there all the time
And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied
I'm without you

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say,
who would do anything you say

Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it [15x]

Okay no more songs about you. After this one I am done.
You're gone.[repeat untill end]

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
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Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter
and this morning I threw up fire
But it's nothing new
I've been piecing it together and it's got something to do
with every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room
And every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat
Every stupid melody to every stupid song,
and every stupid word that everybody's hanging on

What difference does this difference in age make?
I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess

Last night I fell asleep next to a liar
and I woke up with a shiner
And it's all that I remember from a night spent lying on my back with a view
of a stone white ceiling and the back of your head
And this quiet dark bed feels like the middle of nowhere
And we beat each other up just like we always do
When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you

What difference does this difference in age make?
I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess

Call homicide, take the case to court
Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor

They hung her from the bridge on Monday
The gathering turned to a mob out on the lawn
They dropped her body in the river
School and work returned to normal before long
(before long... and no one will mention any of this again)

Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess

Call homicide, take the case to court
Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor
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I got a twenty-dollar bill
That says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
You're always made up.
And I'm sick of your tattoos
and the way you always criticize the Smiths.
and Morrissey.

And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let's keep in touch,
I really mean I wish that you'd grow up.
This is the first song for your mix tape.
It's short just like your temper,
But somewhat golden like the afternoons
We used to spend before you got too cool.

I got a twenty-dollar bill
that says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
You're always made up.
And I'm sick of your tattoos
And the way you don?t appreciate Brand New
And me.

And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let's keep in touch,
I hope you know I mean I wish that you?d grow up
This is the first song for your mix tape
And it?s short just like your temper
But somewhat golden like the afternoons
We used to spend before you got too cool.

Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow [repeat 4x]
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So people ask my why I have a big signature and I say...
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To annoy people

Myrhakel

 Just go up to the guy and talk to him. Perhaps wait a bit before telling him you like him (you don't want to shock the poor guy), just get to know him a bit. Since those friends of yours have been making it rather obvious that you like him he might already have guessed or someone could have told him. Maybe he's not interested in you, maybe he is. You don't have to wait for him to make the first move.  :P  
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Of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys:
Power, like a desolating pestilence,
Pollutes whate'er it touches, and obedience,
Bane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth,
Makes slaves of men, and, of the human frame,
A mechanised automaton.

Percy Bysshe Shelley


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RazorClaw

 Talk to him. If he's mean and pushy, than your mind is settled. If he says, "I love you dearly, and wish to get to know you better!" than, your mind is settled. If he says, "Will you marry me, darling?" I'd stay away from him. I went to my first dance a few months ago, and, it doesn't matter how smart or good-looking you or they are, just try.  

Guthorm Swordmaster

 Don't be shy just hit on him which is pretty much what everyone else has said.