Short message: If you don't like him then just break up with him.
However, women do not want nice guys. If I act like a "nice guy" then I'll stay single for ages. I'm good looking and sociable, but it doesn't matter. College-aged girls want "excitement" and shit to bitch about. Guys who cause drama in their lives are somehow exciting. Go figure. That's all easy enough to do, but it's stupid and petty, and I care more about my classes and work than being a douchebag. Ergo, I'm single most of the time.
Think about your own behavior. Really spend some time alone and analyze yourself and your motives. If your guy is boring perhaps the the problem lies with you. If you have unrealistic expectations of a relationship then that's most likely the issue. If he's just a loser then end the relationship. But let me tell you that "nice" guys are everywhere. They're actually the majority. Most people in the world are kind and do care about others. It's a minority that are assholes. Remember that and you'll find better guys.
Oh, and you're not ugly or anything by any means, so just don't be desperate. Put yourself out there. Flirt with guys you want, and you'll learn a lot about people.
I apologize if this doesn't make sense, as I've been drinking. I hope it will be of some help, though."
Basically, she's the girl of my dreams; I'd love to marry her someday even, but there's some bad blood between us, mostly due to a lack of communication and effort I think(on both our parts)
Here's the gist of it: I fucked around in school, and didn't really go anywhere...dropped out after junior year because I didn't attend--about the same time we kind've cut ties. I got a little crazy after reading about the NWO and shit and was pretty much in my own head. She graduated second in our class, but is going to a local college because she didn't have money to pay for anything better.
I ended up inheriting about $50,000 from my grandfather who I didn't know; but most of it was spent by my mother and by myself. She didn't let me have it until after I had been homeless for a while because I was a douche and would steal her weed, and just stupid bullshit. Had to take medication, got diagnosed with bi-polarity which didn't help.
What's a good way to bury the hatchet about the past?
Edit: I have talked to her over the past year or two; like twenty times. She had a guy, but they're not together anymore.