Further Proof That I Am A GOMER When It Comes to Dealing With the Opposite Sex

Well, it's no secret that the only reason I am still a virgin at 22 is that I always blow my chances with girls. Well, last night was another one of these circumstances. I was bar hopping with Red and her boyfriend when this chick started talking to us. As time went on she eventually was all over me. Leaning over me, touching my thigh, laughing at every stupid thing I said (I say a lot of stupid shit around girls). We spoke of our mutual love of booze and porno... it was all good, until she told me she was moving in 11 days to go to law school. So, she leaves the bar and I chickened out of getting her number. But she did tell me what bar she was going to. Before leaving, Red promised this girl the cherry from her next drink, but the girl left before Red could order another one. So Red gave me the idea that we should take some cherries to the bar where this girl was going to be, then I could get her number. So, I did it, she was impressed, and I asked for her number... She said "It's only good for 11 days" I came back with the very lame response "That's a whole 11 days" totally corny, but she gave me the number. Now I'm to petrified to call... dammit... I suck.