So I hate putting my thoughts on my actual life into a blog where people who have no clue who I am can just read it and then laugh at me. But I figure I will do it this one time. If you actually read all this, which I expect to be long, I'll be amazed. If you actually reply to all this, I'll be amazed plus I'll give you a cookie. :D
Let me start off by saying I don't drink. I've been drunk once in my life, every now and then I will have one or two "chick beers," but that is it. Its personal choice is all it is.
Because of this, I am sort of "stuck" being the DD (designated driver) of my group of friends. This means, while hanging with people at parties, I will at points be asked if I could take someone home. Of course for some reason I feel obligated to do these services for my friends so I agree and drive them home.
At this point, the passenger I am taking home will say "Thank you so much," "I owe you my life," "You are so nice for doing this," blah blah blah. When they say these things, I feel satisfaction from doing this good thing for them and then I think that is all I really need.
Another look at my driving for people is going to pick up my friends to bring them to the current party, which I do a lot. Or if I went home early cause I'm tired, then I get a call two hours later asking if they could get a ride. I then proceed to get up from the bed, put on some clothes, shoes and such, and go to my car.
I do this all the time, never saying no and just doing it for my friends. But being DD for them isn't the only thing I do.
I listen to problems, I do more work so they don't have to do as much, I am always doing things to make their lives easier and for what? Satisfaction? Believe me, it feels really good to be thanked for that, but I sometimes feel that isn't enough.
I'm not saying they should pay me or anything like that, no. Its not them that I'm getting frustrated about.
Thing is, not many people know my life. I don't voice my problems because I feel that my problems are less of an importance than my friends' and that they wouldn't care to hear them anyways. I don't slack with work when helping with friends because, like I said, I want to make their part easier.
I do all of these things for my friends, and for what? I don't have anything to show for it but my satisfaction and I don't know how long that will be enough to keep me going.
This whole rant stems from the problem that I like this girl, and I have no clue if she likes me. I can get girls just fine, its just that I don't just want to date any girl, I want to date someone that I could possibly end up with. I'm 19, a virgin by choice, sober by choice, always there for my friends, and girls always tell me that its awesome that I am the way I am.
Back to this girl, we've grown to be good friends over the past couple weeks. But its not like any friendship I've had with anyone before. We stare at each other, constantly make faces at each other, hold each other in our arms, and its so different than any friendship. Yet, I don't know if she cares for me like I have started to her.
Some signs say yes, but others just point in the same direction that I'll always be the nice friend. That's what happens with the girls I want to be with, especially with my first love. Plus, if I were to ask this girl out to dinner or to do something and she didn't feel the way I do, it would make our friendship awkward and I don't want to lose what we have right now.
And this may seem like some high school drama crap and maybe it is to some but I feel like I have to do something. I want to talk to my friends about this but they're problems come first. I want to tell her how I feel, but why would she choose me over other guys that are probably better than I am?
To show this argument from two sides, I'll say that this summer I changed the way I was about girls. I just dated them cause I could and all that junk, and I didn't have a care then. I was living it, having a good time, not being "the nice guy" and girls I guess dug it cause I was with a girl for a little while that I never thought I would actually get with (cause she was hot instead of pretty [note that I like pretty more than hot]).
I stopped that. It wasn't me. I want to be with someone I care about and share moments with that person, not just jump from girl to girl cause I can. Since then, I haven't really seen anyone because I hadn't found that one girl. Now I have, and I don't know what to do.
So do nice guys finish last? I guess we'll find out if I tell her how I feel, but from previous knowledge and experiences, I would say the saying does sum it up very nicely.
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