I think I’ve got a pattern going here.
Once a season I finally get up the nerve to ask a girl out on a date. When (not if) I’m told no, it takes me about three months to try again with someone else.
Needless to say, I’m feeling a little depressed right now. There is a girl in my improv class that I like, so I asked if she was interested in seeing a movie coming out soon. At least she was nice enough to say that the movie in question was one she had promised to see with her boyfriend. It’s nicer to get shot down that way than to just find yourself waiting at a coffee place for someone who isn’t going to show up.
Actually, I don’t feel depressed. Just stupid.