Well i have liked a girl for awhile now but today a friend gave me an idea. She told me she wished a guy would ask her dad permission to take her out on a date. Now that isn’t the girl i like but that seemed like a good idea since i would meet her parents more importantly her dad. I’m 15 and well i don’t know if this is to old fashioned or not. Does it depend on the girl or is this all around a bad idea or can this be a good idea? I would ask Mr. ______ would you allow me to take ______ out on a dinner date either at a restaurant or with you if you would like to get to know me. She has no idea but i’m not sure if it even is a good idea since im 15 and this seems like old school.
i will more than likely have to pick her up and also as a side note we have just hangout before without her da knowing but here mom was perfectly fine and well she had to be there before her dad who gets there at random times
the feeling as of yet is not mutual but she likes hanging out so i thought it would be a good way to go out on our first “official” date

i just got my first job ever working in an indian restaurant
I’m the only other cook in the back with this old school indian guy his taught me alot
but some of the stuff he does is weird like when his cooking something in a pot he’ll
take a swing of water gurgle and spit it into the pot with the sauce, meat or whatever
he has really long finger nails and sticks then into the food to test the Temperature
they are yellow looking and cracked, he doesn’t wear shoes and his toes get full of gunge because the
floor in the Kitchen is all sticking and stuff so when i’m preparing the food and his telling me what to do
he has his foot up on the table and his flicking
his toe jam all over the food while his giving me instructions

just got my first job ever working in an indian restaurant
I’m the only other cook in the back with this old school indian guy his taught me alot
but some of the stuff he does is weird like when his cooking something in a pot he’ll
take a swing of water gurgle and spit it into the pot with the sauce, meat or whatever
he has really long finger nails and sticks then into the food to test the Temperature
they are yellow looking and cracked, he doesn’t wear shoes and his toes get full of gunge because the
floor in the Kitchen is all sticking and stuff so when i’m preparing the food and his telling me what to do
he has his foot up on the table and his flicking
his toe jam all over the food while his giving me instructions

i just got my first job ever working in an indian restaurant
I’m the only other cook in the back with this old school indian guy his taught me alot
but some of the stuff he does is weird like when his cooking something in a pot he’ll
take a swing of water gurgle and spit it into the pot with the sauce, meat or whatever
he has really long finger nails and sticks then into the food to test the Temperature
they are yellow looking and cracked, he doesn’t wear shoes and his toes get full of gunge because the
floor in the Kitchen is all sticking and stuff so when i’m preparing the food and his telling me what to do
he has his foot up on the table and his flicking
his toe jam all over the food while his giving me instructions

If you read this entire thing, just know that I really appreciate it.
Let’s start with some background knowledge.

Okay I’m 15 years old, male. My dad was born and raised in Iran. His parents died when he was only 12 years old and he had 13 brothers and sisters. He came here to the United States without knowing any english when he was only 17 years old in order to go to college. He had to work many different jobs including parking garages and being a busboy at restaurants just to pay for his tuition. No one ever gave him anything and he definitely knows the meaning of hard work. He has my undying respect and I just want to make him happy.
I was put into private school by my parents when I was in Kindergarten. I stayed at the same little school until 6th grade. I was babied through the whole thing and sheltered from the real world. I had no idea what it was like beyond those walls. I asked my parents if I could go to magnet school. They quickly agreed to it because they too saw that I was going no where in that place. Starting my 7th grade year I was at a new school. It was a magnet school so it was literally about eight times bigger than my previous school. I knew absolutely no one. I met a lot of different people there who were “outspoken” to say the least. I had never seen people like this before. They were foul-mouthed and flamboyant, and I was just quiet and shy. Since I didn’t know anything about myself, I grew attached to these people and sort of molded my personality to match theirs. Soon, by 8th grade, I was just like them. At my old school I made above satisfactory grades. At this new school I made mostly B’s and C’s. Now to my dad, this was unacceptable and I needed to work harder. At this point in my life, I blamed all my poor grades on me being babied at the private school and making a quick transition to this new school without any preparations. This was why I was “lucky” to be getting the grades I was getting. This behavior continued all the way through the first half of my freshman year in high school. I was the same kid and this time I had the “freshman mentality” where I thought I could do anything I wanted because I was in high school. This quickly died out after my dad and I had some fights and I came to my senses- halfway. When the second semester started, I began to try harder in school. I studied, did all my homework, and tried my best to understand what my teachers were saying. My grades improved to As, Bs, and minimal Cs, however I was still a rebellious teen.
Now the summer after that school year was a turning point in my life. My dad’s wishes started sinking in more. I started to clean up my act with a change in wardrobe, I cut my hair so it was short and clean, and I developed a new sort of mentality where I thought I was better than everyone else. I thought I was smarter and more focused than all of my peers. I had a lot of friends, but I talked about most of them behind their back, saying that they were going no where in life with the sort of behavior they had. I tried my best to keep my dad happy. My entire sophomore year I had A’s and few B’s. The last quarter of the year I actually had all A’s. Early in the year, I made a new friend and we shared the same mentality. We were both looking ahead to the future and had high hopes for where we were going in life and she also had a demanding father. As the year went on, I seemed to get more distant from most of my other friends. I noticed I had changed so much. I was no longer the same person who I was when I met them. I was feeling alone, but it wasn’t too bad since I had my best friend. It wasn’t until recently when she changed. She realized that she was so busy looking to the future that she was missing out on everything in the now. When she told me this, I just felt even more alone. I felt like I was the only person I knew that was so obsessive about his future as I was.

Now here’s the question:

What can I do to try and change my mentality to a more laid-back set of mind?

I may be obsessed with where my life is going, but I don’t want to lose my teenage years over it. I’m torn. I just can’t seem to find a common ground. My head says to keep focusing on my goals and leave everyone else behind. My heart says that any day can be my last day on this Earth and I might as well enjoy every single one that I’m blessed to live.

i just got my first job ever working in an indian restaurant
I’m the only other cook in the back with this old school indian guy his taught me alot
but some of the stuff he does is weird like when his cooking something in a pot he’ll
take a swing of water gurgle and spit it into the pot with the sauce, meat or whatever
he has really long finger nails and sticks then into the food to test the Temperature
they are yellow looking and cracked, he doesn’t wear shoes and his toes get full of gunge because the
floor in the Kitchen is all sticking and stuff so when i’m preparing the food and his telling me what to do
he has his foot up on the table and his flicking
his toe jam all over the food while his giving me instructions

Romantic, Shy, Player?

Me: Romantic.
I like old school…
Poetry, Flowers, restaurant …
Haha,I’m the only dude that seems to be romantic ;D

I am going through a lot of problems with my on again off again gf. It’s been 2 years…lots of headaches, none of our friends or family wants us even talking anymore we’ve broken up so many times. I met a friend about 4 months ago. This new friend, she’s like me, a bit of the old school romantic. She loves the whole candlelit picnics, long walks, white picket fences, etc. My gf and I aren’t talking right now, so I am very bummed out. I notice more and more this new friend taking me to dinners, coffees, etc. Last night we went to a secluded beach, had some creme brulee, walked around, went for dinner, then a long drive. I appreciate that she’s distracting me, but I don’t want her doing it if she’s interested. As someone else said, I am so damaged right now, I’ve gone out and left several girls in the past 2 years, in my attempt to distract myself from my on again off again relationship….I don’t want this new girl to be one of them. If she’s doing this to be a good friend, then it means so much…but if she’s doing it because she’s interested; she’s just going to be brokenhearted, and I don’t want that.

She’s told me that we’re just friends, and that she’s interested in this other guy. But I noticed that she gets jealous if I take another girl to an art gallery. But if I tell her I am going to the beach at night, or going to a certain restaurant, she’ll discourage me, saying it’ll remind me of my ex. If I ask her to join me, she’s more than happy to go.

This doesn’t make senses!!!! Spelling and grammar is also bad.
I enjoy an adventures and opportunities to grow, so I’m always open to trying new things. I’m a romantic at heart. I love being close and affectionate. I’d love to take a date to the ocean, walk hand in hand at the beach and then drive along to the coast and have a nice dinner at a romantic restaurant. I am quiet, easy going guy, with some old school Italian values.

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