Haha, pretty awful. Ive gotten a bit better but it has always been a bit comical. Like in HS I liked this girl named Becca, I was moving away and my cousin managed to convince me that she liked me too. So the whole time I tried to get some time alone with her. And I should note that the party was at this girl Ally's pond. Aaron, who I was sorta friends with was off by himself trying to fish, and Becca went to check on him. I got this wild idea in my head, that I could sneak up behind roll Aaron down the hill into the pond, and because it was getting dark no one would be the wise. Needless to say it didnt work, I thought it was fairly obvious I liked her but I dont know if she ever knew. I see her from time to time and talk to her a bit more often and wonder if I should ever bring it up.
Another time I thought this girl Sam liked me, but our mutual friend told me she didnt, absolutely didnt. So somehow I said something about it and ended up being really insulting, it turns out she did and eventually the mess got sorted and we dated a bit. But it really was a stumbling into a relationship, not in the least bit graceful.
The girl I dated for 2.5 years was an even bigger mess. She knew I liked her but she liked this other guy, so naturally we didnt get along. Once he was man handling my friend Vera thinking he was funny, so I stepped in and he went bat ****, saying I touched his acne ridden shoulders, which I didnt. So I heard about that forever. Another time he decided it would be funny to slap me, you never slap a man, especially one who doesnt slap very often. So I slapped him back and I guess I didnt use enough of the wrist, so he was crying about how I hurt his eye, and I got an earfull from my ex about how he was going to lose his beautiful eye. It was a long time between me telling her I liked her and us getting together, which ended up being a whole other mess, a helluva (emphasis on hell, living hell) of a mess. But yea that was an awkward courtship if there ever was one.
Now there are two girls who I dont know if they like me, and I kinda like the two of them. The one I abused a lot, chasing her around with me nerf guns (I am a mature seminarian) and she takes it like a champ. Some people seem bound and determined to get us together, but I cant read her well enough. And the other I abuse a bit too be honest. She does not take it as well, but I feel like there is something there. Either way for both of them, I really just stumble around and hope for the best. It makes for good stories if nothing else. Hope you at least got a laugh out of my failures.