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I think student organizations may be my best bet at this point. Even if I think it's still only a small chance that I'll meet anyone worthwhile through them, it's probably a better option than online. I need to do something girl in order to increase my visibility. The more I think about it, the more I realize that barely any women know I exist at all.
Honestly there's no reason for a college student to be using OLD. At no time in your life will you ever be surrounded by more people your own age and at the same stage of life--nobody's going to be married or have kids. You can make it work, as long as you put yourself out there. Have fun, be safe, and be realistic--you're probably not going to meet an underwear model who likes everything that you like.
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Honestly there's no reason for a college student to be using OLD. At no time in your life will you ever be surrounded by more people your own age and at the same stage of life--nobody's going to be married or have kids. You can make it work, as long as you put yourself out there. Have fun, be safe, and be realistic--you're probably not going to meet an underwear model who likes everything that you like.
Eh, I'm a big proponent of using OLD regardless.
Also, I feel like it generally depends on the college as well. If it's a commuter school, it isn't always easy. If it's a dorm style college where everyone lives together on campus, or just outside of it, then it makes it easier to meet people.
In light of recent events, I'd like to provide an update. I did end up meeting a girl about two weeks into this current semester. She was quite attractive (arguably the most attractive I've been with so far), was into the same music as me, and also was not one of those annoying hipster types either. I had her a few times over the past month or so. Last Saturday, my band happened to be playing at a local bar, so I thought I'd invite her to see us play. She arrived while the opening act was playing, and she kissed me as soon as she saw me. However, as she went to get herself a drink I noticed she had brought another guy to the show, someone I had no prior idea about. As they both sat together rather closely, I realized what was going on. This woman had the audacity to bring her other lover to my show, to which she was coming to watch my band. I was not going to tolerate seeing them together in the audience while I was performing, that would have been humiliating.
I walked back over to them both, sizing up my competition in the process. I introduced myself to this fellow, making sure he was aware of my presence. After a few minutes, he lead this girl outside, apparently to discuss something. She told me that she would be right back. After a few minutes, I went outside too to see what was going on. Looking back on it, I feel he sensed my anger, as I heard him say to that girl that he was going to leave and then pick her up later. Then, right in front of me, he kissed her. At once I lunged at the bastard, grabbed him by the collar, and struck him squarely in the jaw several times at full power with my right fist. He then fled with terror in his eyes, the ***** trailing behind him. Following that incident, it's safe to say I'm never going to talk to that woman again.
Although I certainly do not regret what I did, part of me wonders if such actions are a manifestation of my own frustrations with women. All the ones I've done anything with have never picked me in the end, someone else usually claims them from under my nose. A very good friend of mine once said to me that the reason why this happens is because I have a sort of all-or-nothing mentality about it. In his words, I treat every situation with a woman coming my way as if that's the last one I'll ever meet. Following this, I'm starting to believe him. I've still not had a proper girlfriend, and every woman that doesn't pick me in the end just makes me more and more frustrated. Every time I get into a situation which could result in a relationship, I feel so much pressure to try and make it work out, to finally lock that down. Women who would pick me in the end must be extremely rare, I'm beginning to realize. I've also completely lost faith in the ones in my town, they're all a bunch of dumb whores anyway.
The fight, however, was magnificent. The coward crumpled under the sheer weight of my blows, failing to return even a single hit.
In light of recent events, I'd like to provide an update. I did end up meeting a girl about two weeks into this current semester. She was quite attractive (arguably the most attractive I've been with so far), was into the same music as me, and also was not one of those annoying hipster types either. I had her a few times over the past month or so. Last Saturday, my band happened to be playing at a local bar, so I thought I'd invite her to see us play. She arrived while the opening act was playing, and she kissed me as soon as she saw me. However, as she went to get herself a drink I noticed she had brought another guy to the show, someone I had no prior idea about. As they both sat together rather closely, I realized what was going on. This woman had the audacity to bring her other lover to my show, to which she was coming to watch my band. I was not going to tolerate seeing them together in the audience while I was performing, that would have been humiliating.
I walked back over to them both, sizing up my competition in the process. I introduced myself to this fellow, making sure he was aware of my presence. After a few minutes, he lead this girl outside, apparently to discuss something. She told me that she would be right back. After a few minutes, I went outside too to see what was going on. Looking back on it, I feel he sensed my anger, as I heard him say to that girl that he was going to leave and then pick her up later. Then, right in front of me, he kissed her. At once I lunged at the bastard, grabbed him by the collar, and struck him squarely in the jaw several times at full power with my right fist. He then fled with terror in his eyes, the ***** trailing behind him. Following that incident, it's safe to say I'm never going to talk to that woman again.
Although I certainly do not regret what I did, part of me wonders if such actions are a manifestation of my own frustrations with women. All the ones I've done anything with have never picked me in the end, someone else usually claims them from under my nose. A very good friend of mine once said to me that the reason why this happens is because I have a sort of all-or-nothing mentality about it. In his words, I treat every situation with a woman coming my way as if that's the last one I'll ever meet. Following this, I'm starting to believe him. I've still not had a proper girlfriend, and every woman that doesn't pick me in the end just makes me more and more frustrated. Every time I get into a situation which could result in a relationship, I feel so much pressure to try and make it work out, to finally lock that down. Women who would pick me in the end must be extremely rare, I'm beginning to realize. I've also completely lost faith in the ones in my town, they're all a bunch of dumb whores anyway.
The fight, however, was magnificent. The coward crumpled under the sheer weight of my blows, failing to return even a single hit.
If it comes to this dating is way more trouble than it's worth but I hope you succeed so you don't end up like me.
Last Saturday, my band happened to be playing at a local bar, so I thought I'd invite her to see us play. She arrived while the opening act was playing, and she kissed me as soon as she saw me. However, as she went to get herself a drink I noticed she had brought another guy to the show, someone I had no prior idea about. As they both sat together rather closely, I realized what was going on. This woman had the audacity to bring her other lover to my show, to which she was coming to watch my band. I was not going to tolerate seeing them together in the audience while I was performing, that would have been humiliating.
I walked back over to them both, sizing up my competition in the process. I introduced myself to this fellow, making sure he was aware of my presence. After a few minutes, he lead this girl outside, apparently to discuss something. She told me that she would be right back. After a few minutes, I went outside too to see what was going on. Looking back on it, I feel he sensed my anger, as I heard him say to that girl that he was going to leave and then pick her up later. Then, right in front of me, he kissed her. At once I lunged at the bastard, grabbed him by the collar, and struck him squarely in the jaw several times at full power with my right fist. He then fled with terror in his eyes, the ***** trailing behind him. Following that incident, it's safe to say I'm never going to talk to that woman again.
Although I certainly do not regret what I did, part of me wonders if such actions are a manifestation of my own frustrations with women. All the ones I've done anything with have never picked me in the end, someone else usually claims them from under my nose. A very good friend of mine once said to me that the reason why this happens is because I have a sort of all-or-nothing mentality about it. In his words, I treat every situation with a woman coming my way as if that's the last one I'll ever meet. Following this, I'm starting to believe him. I've still not had a proper girlfriend, and every woman that doesn't pick me in the end just makes me more and more frustrated. Every time I get into a situation which could result in a relationship, I feel so much pressure to try and make it work out, to finally lock that down. Women who would pick me in the end must be extremely rare, I'm beginning to realize. I've also completely lost faith in the ones in my town, they're all a bunch of dumb whores anyway.
The fight, however, was magnificent. The coward crumpled under the sheer weight of my blows, failing to return even a single hit.
Wow.
Congrats on being the least chill pothead ever.
I mean, you seriously blew it. Overreacting, taking yourself too seriously, all in one fell swoop.
The world doesn't promise us anything. You have serious problems. Get over yourself. And get help. This ^^ is not cool.
In light of recent events, I'd like to provide an update. I did end up meeting a girl about two weeks into this current semester. She was quite attractive (arguably the most attractive I've been with so far), was into the same music as me, and also was not one of those annoying hipster types either. I had her a few times over the past month or so. Last Saturday, my band happened to be playing at a local bar, so I thought I'd invite her to see us play. She arrived while the opening act was playing, and she kissed me as soon as she saw me. However, as she went to get herself a drink I noticed she had brought another guy to the show, someone I had no prior idea about. As they both sat together rather closely, I realized what was going on. This woman had the audacity to bring her other lover to my show, to which she was coming to watch my band. I was not going to tolerate seeing them together in the audience while I was performing, that would have been humiliating.
I walked back over to them both, sizing up my competition in the process. I introduced myself to this fellow, making sure he was aware of my presence. After a few minutes, he lead this girl outside, apparently to discuss something. She told me that she would be right back. After a few minutes, I went outside too to see what was going on. Looking back on it, I feel he sensed my anger, as I heard him say to that girl that he was going to leave and then pick her up later. Then, right in front of me, he kissed her. At once I lunged at the bastard, grabbed him by the collar, and struck him squarely in the jaw several times at full power with my right fist. He then fled with terror in his eyes, the ***** trailing behind him. Following that incident, it's safe to say I'm never going to talk to that woman again.
Although I certainly do not regret what I did, part of me wonders if such actions are a manifestation of my own frustrations with women. All the ones I've done anything with have never picked me in the end, someone else usually claims them from under my nose. A very good friend of mine once said to me that the reason why this happens is because I have a sort of all-or-nothing mentality about it. In his words, I treat every situation with a woman coming my way as if that's the last one I'll ever meet. Following this, I'm starting to believe him. I've still not had a proper girlfriend, and every woman that doesn't pick me in the end just makes me more and more frustrated. Every time I get into a situation which could result in a relationship, I feel so much pressure to try and make it work out, to finally lock that down. Women who would pick me in the end must be extremely rare, I'm beginning to realize. I've also completely lost faith in the ones in my town, they're all a bunch of dumb whores anyway.
The fight, however, was magnificent. The coward crumpled under the sheer weight of my blows, failing to return even a single hit.
I think it is actually not that uncommon to not having had a proper girlfriend at your age. I think you should just relax and enjoy the time. Of course you can try to get to know more women or something, but just take it slow and don't worry so much! You have plenty of time to find someone to spend your life with
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