In recent days my friend and I have been discussing this boy she has a crush on. I truly adore her text's and our fun conversation in how she can approach this guy....She finally introduced herself to him...in the most fun and awkward way.
First of all, I have to give high props to my friend for trying to approach this random guy...that she has nicknamed the "Red Headed Boy." I think the weeks of planning and made up conversations have payed off for "him" to notice her. Perhaps we over analyze the situation and I am pretty sure that a simple "hi or hello" without the nervousness could be fairly easy...but are you kidding me "this is indeed the boy diaries moment." and for the dramatic effect it is not going to be easy.
I will pause for a moment and leave you hanging with that thought....
I was talking to one of my male colleagues the other day and I was telling him how difficult it must be to be a "man" because they have to take women out on dates and how expensive it might get. He replied that I was such a feminist by my comment, because according to him men don't mind paying for the ladies when they take them out. I told him that I will feel a bit bad and that I didn't mind paying the half. Then he told me that I over analyze too much the situation when it comes to relationships.
His comment made me realize that there's some actual truth in what he said.
And this same quote I had to steal from "him" in order to make my friend understand the mentality of men when they want to pursue a woman they are interested in. My friend and I are not experts on relationships and the whole etiquette on who should make the first move in a relationship. But moving on with my anecdote for the sake of the boy diaries...
After weeks of planning and figuring how my friend was going to approach this boy. It wasn't an easy task literally not easy, because there were moments that were missed by seconds with this boy. I kept telling my friend that perhaps these were signs that it wasn't the right moment to say anything to this boy that is why the anticipation was building.
The day she text me that she had spoken to "him"...I felt so relieved because she had the courage to say something to him. She saw him in the cafeteria lounge before her next class and he was sitting a few tables away from her. She had left her food in her table and went to get a drink. She thought to herself I must introduce myself to him. When she was returning to her table she decided to walk to his and say hello... She said to him.."I had that brief encounter in the elevator with you the other time and I didn't get your name." She had caught him at a bad time, because he was trying to swallow his food and then he told her his name and she extended her hand and they shook hands. I was happy for my friend that she had the total guts to pursue this boy.
All I can think of is that "now" he knows that she exists. She left his table and went to eat lunch by herself. She was in hopes that he would join her, but that didn't happened he just finished eating his lunch and left. I totally luv my friend's "Red Headed Boy" adventures, because I can't wait to find a boy of my own to crush on and want to introduce myself to.
