Ok, normally I don't have a problem approching or talking to HB8's or HB9's.
But theres this HB7.5 that for some ****ing reason I can't really get into a good conversation with, theres just something that makes me nervous and throws me off.
I first met her when she came over to my apartment for a party my roommate was throwing back at the end of March. We don't know anything about eachother, other then eachothers names, we never really talked. Three weeks ago I asked my roommate who she was and found out they have class together. Apparently we have a class in the same building at the same time. Now, I've never seen her before her class except for the last two weeks (which just happens to be the two weeks after I asked my roommate about her, coincidence?).
Anyway, both of the times I talked to get I just got nervous and ended up going to class w/o # closing because for some reason I am nervous around her, and only her.
Now, I feel like a pathetic AFC loser because of this, and I need some help overcoming this crap. Someone come punch me in the face and tell me to stop being a pansy.
But theres this HB7.5 that for some ****ing reason I can't really get into a good conversation with, theres just something that makes me nervous and throws me off.
I first met her when she came over to my apartment for a party my roommate was throwing back at the end of March. We don't know anything about eachother, other then eachothers names, we never really talked. Three weeks ago I asked my roommate who she was and found out they have class together. Apparently we have a class in the same building at the same time. Now, I've never seen her before her class except for the last two weeks (which just happens to be the two weeks after I asked my roommate about her, coincidence?).
Anyway, both of the times I talked to get I just got nervous and ended up going to class w/o # closing because for some reason I am nervous around her, and only her.
Now, I feel like a pathetic AFC loser because of this, and I need some help overcoming this crap. Someone come punch me in the face and tell me to stop being a pansy.
