Well, time to join the "dateless waif club". It's strange really, if I weren't so daft, I wouldn't be in this club. From time to time, I've realized that I've had at least 4 girls who were on the edge of asking me out, and I liked a couple of them as well.
But, I'm fairly daft, and am quick to miss stuff, and although I generally read people well, I can really miss some stuff.
Let's see the list.
I had a girl who had a couple of her friends just about ask me to go out with her at one point. Nice girl, but I thought her friends were just making fun of me, as well as having some serious depression issues at the time, so I made a rather crude joke, and somehow she heard it, and has hated me ever since. I also think I helped worsen some of her own self-confidence issues. She was always slightly emotionally unstable, but with how upset she was in hearing that joke, I realized that I'd really screwed up. If she didn't care about me, she wouldn't have sat there at school, crying off and on over the next couple weeks. This is probably the worst thing I've ever done to a person.
A year later, I had another girl who I realize at this point clearly liked me. Dunce, dunce, dunce, dunce, dunce. I don't think anybody would understand how badly I screwed that relationship up before it happened. I'd known her since I was very young, and the problem was that I hated my past. I'd done everything possible to lose my past, and I still do, and she was associated to that past. Foolish of me, but I still really hate my past.
Third person was another girl at school, but I never liked her, so it doesn't bother me.
And, the fourth person, I liked her, she liked me, we sorta had a date. And then the dang military relocated them to Colorado, or somewhere around there. My luck.
But! Don't you all worry. I just ate a fortune cookie, and it reads "HAVE FAITH, HAPPINESS WILL BE YOURS."