Son of a Monkey's Butt, Man!
As any of my loyal blog/LJ readers know, when it comes to guys I have the worst luck known to mankind. You'd think that if I like someone, I'd keep my mouth shut so that I don't have to go through the whole rejection thing again like I have the last God knows how many times before..
Yeah, I'm a dunce.
Cue in Gerardo, a guy I met at the bar I go to. He wasn't your typical bar-guy...he isn't the hottest guy in the world, but he was funny, and smart, and was into Art and Graphics like me; hell he's going to school to become a video game designer. He and I were a lot alike, and damn me, I started to like the guy. A lot. I wanted to tell him, because I thought maybe with this guy I'd have a shot, but I was afraid to try. That is, until Thurday night. I knew I shouldn't had said anything, but he kept pushing me, ya know? I was trying really hard not to let it out, but he wouldn't let me be unless I told him what was on my mind.
Instead of keeping quiet, I tried it again, and guess what folks?
I got 'the speech'.
You didn't actually think it would work out in my favor did you? You should know better than that at this point, people.
They told me it was "bad timing"....that had they met me sooner (aka before they started liking someone else back when I didn't know them) things might have been different *rolls eyes*
Yeah right.
It wouldn't have been different, I'd be in the same sinking boat I'm in now, except it wouldn't have been 'I like someone else' but just the run-of-the-mill 'I don't like you that way' speech I seem to always hear. Not that this was so radically different, mind you. I'm so sick of hearing 'You're smart, beautiful, and a great person, but...' bull shit I always get. If that was true, why am I not worthy of a chance, huh? Exactly. Because you really don't think that about me, you just want to soften the blow and make me feel a microscopic bit better about what you're about to say next.
He asked me not to stop being his friend, and I tried talking to him, even hung out for a short time the next night in hopes I could just be friends. I don't think it's gonna work right now, which sux because I really did see him as becoming a really great friend, and I fucked up any chance of that ever happening by opening my big mouth knowing damn well what would happen. You'd think I'd have learned, like I said in the beginning. *shakes head*
Apparently this old dog can't learn new tricks.
Yeah, I'm a dunce.
Cue in Gerardo, a guy I met at the bar I go to. He wasn't your typical bar-guy...he isn't the hottest guy in the world, but he was funny, and smart, and was into Art and Graphics like me; hell he's going to school to become a video game designer. He and I were a lot alike, and damn me, I started to like the guy. A lot. I wanted to tell him, because I thought maybe with this guy I'd have a shot, but I was afraid to try. That is, until Thurday night. I knew I shouldn't had said anything, but he kept pushing me, ya know? I was trying really hard not to let it out, but he wouldn't let me be unless I told him what was on my mind.
Instead of keeping quiet, I tried it again, and guess what folks?
I got 'the speech'.
You didn't actually think it would work out in my favor did you? You should know better than that at this point, people.
They told me it was "bad timing"....that had they met me sooner (aka before they started liking someone else back when I didn't know them) things might have been different *rolls eyes*
Yeah right.
It wouldn't have been different, I'd be in the same sinking boat I'm in now, except it wouldn't have been 'I like someone else' but just the run-of-the-mill 'I don't like you that way' speech I seem to always hear. Not that this was so radically different, mind you. I'm so sick of hearing 'You're smart, beautiful, and a great person, but...' bull shit I always get. If that was true, why am I not worthy of a chance, huh? Exactly. Because you really don't think that about me, you just want to soften the blow and make me feel a microscopic bit better about what you're about to say next.
He asked me not to stop being his friend, and I tried talking to him, even hung out for a short time the next night in hopes I could just be friends. I don't think it's gonna work right now, which sux because I really did see him as becoming a really great friend, and I fucked up any chance of that ever happening by opening my big mouth knowing damn well what would happen. You'd think I'd have learned, like I said in the beginning. *shakes head*
Apparently this old dog can't learn new tricks.