NeoStriker wrote...
So when she actually said hi to me, a random stranger, quite cheerfully, and then I called her an idiot, and then she would laugh and still talk to me, I guess I got my heart stolen. Fuck love, man.
Wow, when random strangers say hi to me, all I do is look at them funny and walk away.
I think what you did was right. I've confessed to many girls before, more than I can count with the fingers of both hands. You know why? Because I've always regretted not telling them I liked them when it may have gone somewhere so now I confess with every girl who I can't seem to stop thinking about. Don't worry about her, you'll both get over it with time.
This happened New Year's of 2011. I've known her for about 3 months at the time, a new immigrant who said she's never dated. I wanted to confess to her at midnight so I asked her to go out and watch the fireworks with me. An hour before the fireworks, I asked if she had a boyfriend which I knew the answer was going to be no but she said yes! She said that her international advisor asked her out two weeks ago. That gave me a big shock! So I didn't confess that night to rethink my strategy. The next morning I called her out again and confessed to her anyways.
Right now I have another girl in my mind, knew her for 10 years, started liking her and confessed to her in 2007 then again earlier this year when my feelings grew to an explosive proportion. Rejected both times. But now I just decided to keep my feelings at bay and not bother her anymore because she seems to be really stressed about school. I still like her but I think I'll be fine even if I stay as one of her closest friends for life and it seems really unrealistic that she'll come back to her hometown so maybe if I discover a girl who I like more and I may just keep my current unrequited love platonic as it is right now.
Oh, this isn't advice for Neo anymore but just wanted to tell this interesting story.
So back to that girl I confessed on New Year's. A week later, school started again and we hung out a lot and ate lunch alone together every day like usual and she told she had a "very funny but very serious story" that she wants to tell me, but wasn't sure if she should now that she knows I like her. She left it at that for the next few days as I tried to convince her to tell me. At last, by saying that "Today I'm here as your friend and not someone who likes you," she finally told me. "The condom broke when we were having sex." I was like, "..." I don't even know what kind of face I made. And she continued by asking me about birth control and what she should do. Anyways, true story. Whatever lingering love I had for her changed to love/hate for the next few weeks while still being a good friend.
Oh what a fine wall of text.
TL;DR: You did just fine. It's nothing compared to me.