Yeah yeah, this is another one of those, "I asked my crush out, and I fucked it up."

Last month I was at an all-time high when it came to self-confidence and health. I got good grades, got good paychecks, and started to figure out colleges and how to pay for that. I said screw it, after a year of being single, I decided to ask out an old crush I had during my Freshman and Sophomore year.

Yeah, she said she was very flattered, but wasn't interested. Here's the thing, ever since then, I think I catch her looking at me in class (We have 2 classes together plus band). Girls are so confusing, and my lesbian cousin makes it sooooo much worse when it comes to figuring it out. The fact that I have made it a whole month without saying a work to my crush is astounding, though I think my luck is gonna run out soon.

Oh well, there's my story, I had to tell someone before I spiral into a mental shutdown over anxiety. I have my senior pictures tomorrow, but yeah. Thanks!

TL:DR Felt good about myself, asked out an old crush, she said no, and now I am confuzzled about girls.