Okay I have something (kinda long) I have to say.
I'm (14 yr. old) not one of those lookers girls flock to, but I know I'm not all ugly since it's happened twice to me that those hot and popular girls had crushes on me.
Now that i've gotten that out of the way..
First try: My first relationship would have been good if not for the way I was.
She was a popular girl who really liked me and wanted to start dating me.
Since I was in the 8th grade and was pretty desperate to date a girl, I said yes, without ever having met her.
Since the only reason I wanted to be with was to be with her, but I didn't really like her.
The one time in our 2 week relationship we met I couldn't even kiss her.
I always made excuses to not see her, and after those 2 weeks she dumped me, wich kind of made me glad.
Second Try: This girl I really liked.
I've never EVER liked ANYONE this much.
We met at a party (last summer) but we were the only ones that weren't drinking.
When one of the girls was puking and stumbling around and noone would help her, me and her walked her to the next gas station and called her parents, and on the way back we started talking ALOT.
She was beautiful, fun, smart, and fun to talk to.
Appearantly she thought that of me too because I got a bombardment of text messages from her girl friends telling me this.
So during that summer we hung out alot alone but never got together.
I was told she would not stop talking about me and that I should ask her out.
I couldn't have been happier but that's where things went down the shitter.
One day I was going to ask her out, when I got a text message saying that she met another guy that came right out and sasked her out, and that she said yes.
Wich led to me laying on the floor for about 2 hours listening to one song over and over.
She's still together with that guy and they're really happy togheter, and I'm happy for them.
But I still want to beat that guy over the head with a frying pan.
Third Try: This girl I always kind of liked.
She wasn't a popular hot girl, but a cute girl that I always kind of liked but never knew why.
At a school ball I was going to ask her to dance, and she knew this, but I chickened out.
After the ball I asked her to my home to talk.
That was all really mushy and we ended up dancing to the same song we would've danced to at the ball, in my room.
We started dating, and we did so for 2 months (That's pretty long in teenage relationship time, mind you).
We spent most our time in my room watching TV wich was really nice, and of course we made out and all.
Things were pretty hot'n'heavy (REALLY hot'n'heavy) when we hung out together.
When she dumped me I didn't really mind THAT much, I mean I wasn't in love with her.
Sure It sucked pretty bad but I could live with it.
Before I tell you this next part, remember that she was the first girl I made out with (Including other more sexual things).
After she dumped me knew I'd manage just fine.
But then I started remember all the times we were kissing and stuff (Pillows and covers flying everywhere), and THAT made me miss her (And continues to do so).
During the holiday vacation from school I asked her to get back together with me, and she thought about it, and told me to ask her again when school started.
When school started I was going to ask her but when I saw her I found out I really didn't want to date her but to do the stuff we did (Wich right now I'd settle for doing with ANY girl).
And there ya have it.
The insane ramblings of a 14 year old teenage kid on puberty.