This is so weird. Had good and long conversations with a new guy at school in the beginning of the year. It felt like he was all I was missing in my life. My friends were sure that he liked me, so I asked him to come to the school dance, and I think I made it really awkward, cause we never speak anymore. I can't stop thinking about him, and we just had another school party where he actually came. I got drunk, but still didn't have the courage to go and talk to him. I was on the dance floor all night with my friends, and he was sitting at a table. Sometimes it was like I could feel his eyes glued to me, and I kept turning when I danced to see him in the corner if my eyes. At a point he sat alone, and I was so close to go and talk to him, but I'm so shy and it would be so awkward - or it could've been amazing. Who knows what would've happnd if I approached him. I will never know, and I hate myself for being so shy. Maybe he's also shy or maybe he just doesn't like me. I think this was the last time I had the chance to speak to him. I hate myself.