OK This is a reply to Adam really, but reading a lot on here about young relationships, I have decided to post it publicly - which I hope I do not regret - in the hope it makes even one person feel a bit better about .
My experience of college love: TheMAN style
"Here is a bit of a story from when I was about your age (I think) mate. I'll keep it short (for the time it spans! Though you'll get the idea.
I liked this girl, for years, I was the greasy haired guitar playing rocker in a school mainly full of first generation chavs. I didn't exactly fit in over all, though as I got a bit older, I started to become more popular with people outside of my peer group, as I gave it major rock star on stage ha-ha!
So, end of year 11, exams being done - my best mate, and co-musician comes to me and says "Dude, I fancy your missus, mind if I ask her out". He called her that, because he knew how long I'd liked her for. He is my best mate, I said "dude I have no chance, go for it, I'd rather it was you than some idiot" basically. So he did, and they started dating.
Ouch.
Revision was done with my mate now, at her house... So, I was spending a lot of time with her and my buddy. They went out for a couple of months, he realised that whilst being an absolute stunner, she wasn't and out there kinda gal, so they stopped seeing each other. Exams are done (cannot quite remember the timing), and I am in the rehearsal blocks with my band as usual, smashing out some solos when there is a knock on the rehearsal room door, and in walks this girls best mate... unusual, we weren't really friends as such.
So my mate who dated her (drumming) stops, she walks in and asks for a quiet word in my ear. My buddy says go for it, I wander off and have a chat - and I get told, the girl likes me and would love to meet with me. Remember I have liked her for years, standing no chance, then my mate dates her which results in us chatting more and getting to know each other, in a no pressure situation as I'd given up and was honestly happy she was with my mate if anyone. My feelings haven't changed but the pressure of talking and how to get to know each other had.
So yeah, I went back into the studio, told my mate and he said - GO DO THE BUSINESS!! So off I went, round to her house, and asked her out - she said yes. I then spent the next 12 months, year 12, bouncing around with happiness - with her anyway. However, other things were going on. I made some ridiculous mistakes, started getting a bit heavy with the drinking with my mates, was struggling hard with other things and ended up hurting this girl. Foolish.
End of year 12, we finished, well, she finished it - I was mortified. Same mate was there for me, I didn't eat hardly a thing for weeks, and sank into a very deep depression culminating in me nearly giving myself alcohol poisoning. Few weeks later, another pal of mine, the school "jock" if you like, who I'd befriended now in college was in some similar classes. He split up with his very long term g/f that had been one of the main school romances (same school/6thform) - so in the break between 1st and 2nd year 6thform, I started taking this guy out to play snooker etc, cheer him up basically even though I was feeling shocking. Turns out during that time, he started dating my ex. Some mate eh? Anyway, I found out and fronted him out, he was about 10 times the size of me, and threw me across the school canteen (back in term now), so I walked up to him told him he'd need to do better than that, ended up creating this crazy division between some of the colleges geezers (one who has gone into body building competitions... ) so it was getting heavy. Very heavy.
Not only this, my EX MATE (Jock) also then changed all his lessons, bar one, to the same courses that me and my ex g/f were doing! (Similar interests so chose the same courses for A's bar one, Performance Arts). So now, every day, I had to encounter them both together. I went totally off the rails, got suspended from college, only finished one A level in the end (performance) and screwed the others up for which the college had tipped me for Oxford (even visited) only a matter of months earlier.
This is a sobering tale, but one I ballsed up myself. She was not at fault, I was. In fact, she put up with me being a bit of an idiot, going through some hard things mind you, I was never violent or aggressive or anything like that don't get me wrong, but I didn't treat her how she deserved, as a result I got what I did.
Early life romance is full of hormones, confusion, complex relationships, strange feelings to come to terms with, and experiences and lessons to be gained. Don't get too caught up in it. I got my dream girl at that time, and it was the worst thing that happened to me. You seem a bit more sensible than I was back then ha-ha, I'm not saying you will have this or that happen. What I am saying, is keep perspective, stay grounded, be quietly confident in who you are but never arrogant, keep that feeling of bliss that you would have if you were together, and never give up.
Then if you manage it, the emotions you feel can be overpowering, and overwhelming - like, everything you imagine and more and WORSE! You think it is hard being away, or being near but as a friend, wait till you experience being WITH that person and not able to be with them for a night or something, don't think it is pleasant, it is horrible! Though if you can at then realise that feeling is for a good reason, you can turn it into a positive.
I had no chance, with one of the prettiest girls in our school, and for me, the only one. A greasy curtain haired, guitar playing, messed up rocker. My (good) mate who she dated first, was training to become an Olympic swimmer, and was very close to achieving it - you wouldn't believe the stir it caused when we got together. Even the strangest and most unlikely of romances happen.
Romance, love and lust work in strange and mysterious ways. Be at ease knowing, what you are going through is frequent, normal, and everyone feels the same when they experience it.
And lastly for this message, I hope you realise I really do understand what it is like lol!
My point here to everyone is, at this age, crazy things happen, romances, feelings everything - and at the time it can feel hopeless, and very lonely especially, frustrating and goodness knows what else. It can also feel like no one else has experienced it like you have, or perhaps that no one else understands how horrible it is.
They do though, and it is normal, and it isn't like this forever. Different challenges arise, based on different life circumstances and emotions. I have no idea if my story will help anyone or not, even in gaining just a little perspective, I am however a bit uneasy about posting something so personal to me, so please I just ask you take it for what it is - a shared experience, that I hope may help someone.
One of my most fondly remembered, and hideously hurtful times of my life."