You saw the title and probably thought I was going to write about how I confidently walked up to a pretty boy and made my intentions known to him and now, we live happily ever after. Leemao! Well, that’s not the case. Meanwhile, I am still single. Is my happily ever after coming? Of course, it is but let’s go back to the story of today which is: shoot your shot.
My experience in shot shooting started one starless night. A good friend of mine came visiting and we decided to take a walk. While walking, he found out that I had not gone out of my hostel for days and he was utterly devastated. Why? I do not know. I was having the time of my life on my bed, cuddling my pillows tightly with the characters of the book I was reading, making my roommates think it was that time of the month.
My friend did not believe this though and demanded that I spiced my life up, at least for that evening. He blackmailed me into buying the idea of adding pepper to my life and I fell victim (I know, it was stupid of me). The problem was I had already said yes before he told me that the hot sauce I needed would only be gotten if I walked up to two boys on the road and shot my shot. That could have been my red flag but unfortunately, I was like a character in a typical Nigerian movie; I rejected the idea at the beginning like I had sense but accepted at the end. Typical.
I remember that we decided to sit at a popular quadrangle (SUB) in my school where there would be varieties of fishes in the sea for me to choose from. But on our way there, I saw a pretty guy. I observed him for some seconds (like the beautiful judge of character I am) and I could tell he wasn’t the egotistical kind. He looked shy even – perfect prey. I walked up to him and said hi. Just hi and he looked like he just saw an egungun on the road.
He looked more nervous than I was and that boosted my confidence. I told him my name and asked for his. I can’t remember what his name was but what I do remember is that he had his face downwards while he was telling me. We chatted about meaningless things for about ten minutes or maybe five. I wanted to let him out of his misery so I did most of the talking. I said bye without asking for his number and he didn’t ask for mine. I know right? His loss.
It was time for the next guy and this time, it was harder to make the choice. Every guy didn’t seem right. Some touched their hair obsessively, some walked too slowly and others seemed to have short fingers. This might seem like meaningless features to you but to an over thinker like me who was relating that moment to thirty books of things gone wrong, it could mean anything.
It was getting late so with the annoying voice of my friend at the back of my head, I walked up to this tall guy that was wearing a hoodie that almost covered his face completely. He had his phone to his ear and for a minute, I wanted to turn back but I said, “not today satan” and stood in front of him. I was going to shoot my shot no matter what.
He withdrew his phone from his ears and that was when I knew that he wasn’t really making any phone call, rather, he was pulling a typical introvert move where you pretend to be busy so no one talks to you. I felt bad for a second but it was already too late. So I said hi and he froze. I knew I needed to give him time to recover so I didn’t ask for his name just yet. Instead, I introduced myself and made it clear that he didn’t know me because I had this feeling that he was feeling bad that he couldn’t remember me. That thought was due to personal experiences.
I told him how I would love to get to know him and how I just want to get his number for now. Awkwardly, he told me his name, gave me his number and made me promise never to give his number to someone else. Few days later, Ì texted him and he told me that the only reason he froze up was because of how weird it was for him. I told him about the game I was playing the day we met and we ended up being good friends.
Wasn’t that a happy ever after? Yes, it was.
After that day, I almost became a natural in my head but I didn’t put it in practice till this year. Remember how I told y’all that one of my year’s goal is meaningful relationships?
So I knew I couldn’t get the relationship I wanted and needed without having to get out of my comfort zone to ask for it. I needed to shoot my shot. So one time, I went for this meet-up and saw someone that I thought would make a really good friend, I walked up to him and asked for his number. This time I didn’t have shaky hands and my breath didn’t leave my lungs in loud pants. It may be because I had a good reason for walking up to him but what matters is that I was right. We became really good friends.
Shooting your shot can be beautiful but unfortunately, it isn’t always like that.
About a month or two ago, I was at this gathering of wonderful people but one guy seemed to catch my eye. He talked, walked and looked like someone who would be just right for my circle of friends. We talked for a while at the gathering but he always had people around him. Maybe, they could also see what I saw and because of that I couldn’t dare look like a weirdo by asking for his number while everyone was talking about something serious. Knowing I was going to shoot my shot no matter what, I waited and waited for an opportunity to get his number but none came so I thought of another way. I wrote my number on a paper and slipped into one of his books.
Bad thing, other people had already done the same. Still, I hoped that if he saw my name close to the number and the inside-joke I wrote (yeah, we already had an inside joke), he would definitely call me. Well, he didn’t. Leemao! Maybe he thought I was asking his hand out in marriage or at least to be my valentine. And he didn’t want that sort of commitment. Or maybe he didn’t see it at all because he threw the paper in the bin immediately we left.
But what is the point of all this (like I would always ask)?
Boys and girls, if you see someone you like, please walk up to them. Shoot your shot! They don’t bite. The worst they could do is spit on your number when you walk out or even, walk out on you. I know. It’s horrible but did you die? No, you didn’t.
The relationships you want are not going to look for you. You might get lucky that they find you before you think of looking but luck isn’t always in the air. Most times, you need to go outside and put conscious effort into looking for them. You would fail sometimes. A fellow with a small mind might think you look desperate. They may even walk out on you. Like a whole you! Spec like you oo!
But don't give up. Shoot your shot. You can only get what you want when you are the one making the choice.
You can only get what you want when you are the one making the choice.
Have you ever shot your shot? Well, tell me how it went!