I’ve been in love many times. I have no real advice other than be nice to people and open to sharing how you feel.

Buddy...it'll happen, and it will be great, then not as much, then something else. Just do your part, by which I mean talk to girls, and associate with people.

Thanks for all the stories everyone.

I have another question.

Do you think it's reasonable to say that boys look for girls and girls look for boys. But men look for women and women look for men?

I remember once when I was in Nottingham on holiday, by myself in an ice rink. I had a chat with an old couple who had visited my city way down south in Australia. After they left I proceeded to try to learn how to ice skate but kept falling down. This girl around my age skated up to me and asked if I wanted some help, I said yes. She taught me the basics and we skated for a bit (Also just for the record she was way out of my league). Then we took a break and stood by the side talking for a bit. Her friend (I assumed) skated over and told her "Andy texted me, he's coming down with his friends" and shortly afterward when the girl and I resumed our conversation the friend looked up from her phone, said "there he is. Oh my god he is so hot, lets get out of here" and the nice girl left with her friend.

To be fair the other guys (4 of them) were all better looking than me. But it just seemed like appearances really matter. And if that's the case then I'm out of luck. Being short and Asian isn't exactly attractive as far as I'm concerned.

On an online dating site. I changed my profile saying I was disappointed no one would contact me and so she wrote me to say not do give up and that I sounded very nice.

I was in a Honky-Tonk in Dallas. I sat down at an empty table behind the prettiest girl there (my opinion) and she turned around and said; "Do you come here often?" That was 27 years ago. It was about a year before we finally got together. We didn't get along very well in that year because she wanted a date and I wanted to get laid. But the attraction just kept drawing us back together.