destinyyy..i love you

This is my first attempt at writing something about love, relationships, girls, etc (I know it sounds gay but this one’s more about the story, which btw I had to tell).And It may sound familiar or filmy but basically everybody has the same old story with a few things changed here and there.1 more thing, I am writing after quite a long time and so it may not be so good you know (not like I was Sydney Sheldon before but still)
I’ll start of with a little background of the situation
In school I was the regular shy guy and thought that girls were monsters, whom you dare not to talk to. As time passed I realized that guys are supposed to be the monsters for girls and not the other way around.
In junior college I became a dog (that’s the way girls greet us in this generation, yeh that makes them bitches) and soon I was in line with the other dogs who had started their race a lot before me. I went up to girls randomly and screwed my image, reputation, impression, respect, ego (whatever u want to call it) just to get that a little bit of fun (by embarrassing yourself in public) but it payed off big time in the long run as I made a lot of good friends throughout all that.
Soon college dint feel alien anymore and I was a part of the “crowd”. After a lot of flirting around and stuff, I met this chic with whom it clicked (it rhymed!!).I’ll call her “damn cute” .We became friends, then good friends ,then boyfriend girlfriend ,then best friends and then back to good friends and friends and then do I know you?, but that’s all later.
Getting to the story…
During our way to friendship everything was all sweet, cute, lovely, etc (and all the other words girls use).Then came the dreaded board exams and everybody was tensed about their exams .I too was tensed, not for my boards though, but about this chic (her name “super cute”) who sat right in front of me during my exams (I lost so many marks thanks to her) .It started with a “best of luck” and I believe in destiny … not luck, but luck too was on my side that day(before the exam when I had seen her I had wished she sat near me).After that we spoke everyday and I was totally mad about her at the end of it.
But but but, it wasn’t so easy, I had to mess up somewhere and I did. On the day of the last exam, which was math’s (I love math’s usually but with her everything was doing a role reversal, luck was on my side and math’s wasn’t), my paper went bad and I was frustrated so I just walked out of the class without even saying bye .I dint take her number and the reason for that is…My ego which I hate like hell but can’t get rid off so easily.
I went home and regretted what I had done for many months to come, my friends were tired of listening to the story and about super cute but I wasn’t tired of repeating it. Until one day, I got a second chance during admissions for degree but I won’t bore you with that story and just say that, that too dint work out (go ahead, its ok, you can call me a loser)
During all this I was getting ahead with damn cute and had reached the bf/gf phase as I had thought that I had lost my chance(s) with super cute and so I should just forget about her. Also I had started liking damn cute, so I was happy and for the next 2 years during my degree college I went on with life (with super cute still at the back of my mind)
After a couple of years, I was on “do I know you?” stage with damn cute which was not because of super cute but because now I wanted damn hot and super hot or even just hot.
I dint get any of those (people say the reason for that is because they are way outta my league, what the hell man, how do you join that league).For now I am still finding the path to that league but the news is that I found super cute on face book (some use of the hours spent there) but how I found her is another funny story which in fact is the reason that motivated me to write this article.
This is all a little too much to digest at 1 time and also I have a lot more to do in my life so ill continue later sometime.