girls get pregnant from holding hands. then we should be wearing gloves all the time!
So a couple weeks ago, I met a guy named Jason. Christina and I were on A1A looking for a Caribbean Restaurant, when we spotted this cute guy in a new Honda, and the rest is history. So he called a couple nights later, and we met up at a Mexican restaurant for dinner. It was very casual, almost like going out with your best friend, except I didn't know anything about him. He seemed like a decent guy all around; 25, engineer, graduated from VA tech, comes from a well-off family in Maryland, former frat boy, no previous engagements, marriages, kids, felony convictions.. all that good stuff...classic white guy. But nothing clicked, I really felt nothing. He walked me to my car and I hugged him, but still no sparks, no chemistry.
He called a few times after that and I returned one of those calls. Then we didn't talk for a week. I actually forgot about him, what with my new Brazilian boy and all. So I'm laying in bed Friday night and at around 8:30 PM I get a text message. It's from Jason and it says 'what r u wearing?' I was very confused, he didn't seem like someone who would say something like that. I left it alone until the next night when I was heading to the movies to meet my mom for Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I texted him back, and he texted back asking if I wanted to go to Orlando with him and his friends that night. I said that I was too tired (kind of a lie), but that I would catch up with him later. He didn't respond.
So my question really is, why do the ones we like never call, and the ones we don't like--call enough for both of them? I'm wondering if it's just me, because other girls I know date guys and end up keeping ones they like. What the hell is wrong with me? I show an equal amount of apathy towards both guys I like and those I don't. I don't call both guys an equal amount of times (0). I'm being more than fair, I think. Maybe if I switched things up, I'd start getting the guys that I want and not the ones I don't. Like maybe if I tried calling people back. Or showing some sort of interest. I don't know. Maybe fate is trying to keep me away from this nonsense while I get my life in order.
Come to think of it, I don't have time for a guy anyways. With the fall semester rolling around, I will be ridiculously busy. And Italy's coming up; I wouldn't want to disapoint my Italian lovers by having to explain an American counterpart. That would just not be polite.
Oh yea, the new girl Angie...she's getting fired tomorrow. She called in sick today. YEA, cause someone saw her driving home from Orlando last night at 4AM. Poor girl. She'll have plenty of time to get better while she's sitting home watching soap operas for the next few months. Thanks anyways.
He called a few times after that and I returned one of those calls. Then we didn't talk for a week. I actually forgot about him, what with my new Brazilian boy and all. So I'm laying in bed Friday night and at around 8:30 PM I get a text message. It's from Jason and it says 'what r u wearing?' I was very confused, he didn't seem like someone who would say something like that. I left it alone until the next night when I was heading to the movies to meet my mom for Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I texted him back, and he texted back asking if I wanted to go to Orlando with him and his friends that night. I said that I was too tired (kind of a lie), but that I would catch up with him later. He didn't respond.
So my question really is, why do the ones we like never call, and the ones we don't like--call enough for both of them? I'm wondering if it's just me, because other girls I know date guys and end up keeping ones they like. What the hell is wrong with me? I show an equal amount of apathy towards both guys I like and those I don't. I don't call both guys an equal amount of times (0). I'm being more than fair, I think. Maybe if I switched things up, I'd start getting the guys that I want and not the ones I don't. Like maybe if I tried calling people back. Or showing some sort of interest. I don't know. Maybe fate is trying to keep me away from this nonsense while I get my life in order.
Come to think of it, I don't have time for a guy anyways. With the fall semester rolling around, I will be ridiculously busy. And Italy's coming up; I wouldn't want to disapoint my Italian lovers by having to explain an American counterpart. That would just not be polite.
Oh yea, the new girl Angie...she's getting fired tomorrow. She called in sick today. YEA, cause someone saw her driving home from Orlando last night at 4AM. Poor girl. She'll have plenty of time to get better while she's sitting home watching soap operas for the next few months. Thanks anyways.