Exhibit A, never mention "date" to a fellow female in such an ecstatic tone.

What you need to do is stage a catastrophic event, to where you look like a hero. For example, say there's some kind of suicidal bomber, but actually, he's there to spread fear.To get money. He grabs this female you fancy so much. Everyone is too terrified to confront this bomber man and save everyone's life. That's where you come in. You provoke him. You call him a "Pussy ass muthafu­ckin' bi­tch." He stops dead in his tracks, and turns around. Looks you dead in your eye and throws this female on a coffee table and she's severely harmed. This brings a rise out of you. You're infuriated. During these moments of contemplating of how you're gonna kick his ass, he initiates the bomb sequence. You got 1 minute, to save the day. The adrenaline beings pumping. He just has a smile on his face, ear to ear. Everyone in this coffee shack is looking at you. That "WHAT THE FU­CK HAVE YOU DONE LOOK". This girl is looking at you too. She has a gash in her cranium. Tears pouring down her face. She thinks she's about to die. But she is dead wrong. It's time for action, champ. You sprint towards him, screaming like Goku from Dragon Ball Z. The bombers eyes get huge. He's astounded you would do such a thing. Flabbergasted. You tackled him. You lay on top of him and start beating his face in. Punch, after punch, after punch... after punch. Your hand is fractured, but due to the adrenaline, not a single fu­ck is given. He's missing teeth. Black eyes. Blood is just everywhere. Even Quentin Taritino is pleased with this. However, I don't know why he's here. Anyways, you have 30 seconds. The bomber is unconscious and no longer a burden. You rip the bomb off his chest. 25 seconds. You hit the exit doors full speed. Sprinting. Inhaling. Exhaling. 20 seconds. You're thinking as fast as you can. Pressure is on. Stress. Overwhelmed. 15 seconds. This goddamn bomb is about to explode. Stop thinking, X13. 10 seconds. You spot a sewage drain as you're still in full sprint. You chunk it in there. 5 seconds. Time to evade like there's no tomorrow. KA BOOM! The sound of annihilation echoes through. The shock wave knocks you on your ass. Debris surrounds the air. It raining chunks of concrete. Smashing vehicles. Windows. Luckily, not you. You're safe now and the mood has sat in rather quickly. You rush back to the coffee shack. There's your girl. She looks up at you with those lovely eyes. Piercing through your soul. You run over to her. Asking if she's alright. She nods yes. But you know she's not. You call 911. You explain to the police what's happened. Medical attention is needed and so is law enforcement. People are applauding you for what you've done. You're a hero X13 and this gal knows this. The rest of this event is up to you.

Dude...You should have just said 'Okay it's a date' and rolled with it.

If you notice, she was answering back only a minute or two after you sent a text, except for the ones at 21:32, 21:42, and 21:51. Those three texts make you seem "pushy" and she apparently picked up on that. You should have just asked to hang out instead of making it weird. You might have just -blam!-ed yourself over.

Now I feel shitty Edit: I'm right side btw