I did something stupid this week. I know…I can sense your shock. To get to know my crush, I decided to interview him for an article. An article I only crafted so I could interview him.
Yes, I am aware I am an adult and not a 13-year-old.
I blame my upbringing for my overly extravagant plans to talk to guys I like. Feelings were not exactly encouraged in my household. We were sent to our rooms for showing any emotions besides happiness (thanks Dad). So to say I’m not the best at showing interest is an understatement. Instead, I stutter and create some insane reason to talk to him instead of, you know, just talking to him or asking him out. Because admitting you have feelings is bad.
The worst part of this crazy plan was that I didn’t even talk to him in person. Damn you Zuckerberg for creating a place for people to communicate! Obviously you can see how well thought out plans don’t always go smoothly.
And to this guy, who I assume realizes now that this is about him, I promise I was not using your dating advice for personal gain. In fact this article was written before I saw your answers, well, except for this part.
The story goes like this: I met this really nice guy my last semester of college, and instead of getting to know him I decided my time would be better spent getting my heart-broken. You live and you learn right? However, over the summer I realized just how incredibly stupid I was – probably from writing out all of my more recent dating mistakes – it tends to make a girl stop and think.
I know it’s probably too late but I wanted to say something anyway, at least then I could say I tried. (I fully admit that I am being a chicken by writing this out in an article for a dating advice blog.)
Dear (insert crush’s name here),
I know we haven’t really talked much, but the conversations I’ve had with you always prove to be the highlight of my day. I think you are one of the nicest, smartest, most handsomest guys I know and I would like to get to know you better if you’re up to it.
Please Check Yes or No below.
P.s. Sorry I couldn’t do this in person, but you kind of make me insanely nervous (not in an I’m afraid you are going to kill me kind of way but more of a I don’t want to look like a complete idiot kind of way…sort of like now).
And that folks, is how you do it.