Apr 05, 2006 21:53
so i near the end of my bachelors degree after many delays and false starts.
if i can pay off my bill to the school soon i can go to summer school and finish up my foriegn language
if i do this, then i may actually be able to graduate in the spring next year.
on another front, i went on my first date since the last one, lol. (nice way of dancing around it ne est ce pas?)
i thought it went well, however, apparently some guy internet stalks her (from my reading into of the situation.) he came up there to size me up and run interference. he deliberately made an attempt to let my date know that he felt i wasnt smart because i apparently lack an english majors knowledge of literature.
ooops, sorry. i guess i really should read what the UTNE reader tells me is the latest hip alternative and high brow crap of the week.
yeah, he then told her he though i was dumb, based on an eavesdropped conversation about a subject i know fuck all about. and he makes sure he tells her so too.
it turns out this girl is all hung up on this guy and spent the rest of the night eyeballing him and pondering humping his brains out. then when i giver he the kiss goodnight, shes thinking of him.
now... old boy has a girlfriend, but apparently wants to block any attempt for my date to date anyone else. hmmm, seems like someone lacks the balls to break-up with a girl he doesnt like as much as the one im trying to date to date her.
im not angry at the girl. just my pride is a little wounded about her not thinking im smart because i havent read some stupid snot literature. (i do like to read a good story, but guess what? my dick size is not affected by the words of a writer.) im angry at the dude. comming into a place he doesnt like because "its full of pretentious, over-opinionated people". WOW, i smell hypocracy!!! he sits so he can draw my dates eye and run interfereance. And then when Im sitting there trying to connect by talking about literature the best i can, he overhears so he can catalouge my faults and then point them out to her.
Ok, let me just say this pal, GET A FUCKING LIFE! GROW SOME BALLS! BREAK UP WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND AND DATE MY DATE! QUIT STICKING YOUR NOSE (as you clearly were) INTO HER BUISNESS IF YOURE NOT MAN ENOUGH TO ADMIT YOU WANT HER!
God, i so wanted to avoid a violent solution to this, but....pal dont let me recognise you in my bar, cause i will have some choice words for you, basically calling you something along the lines of "a sackless peice of shit pussy. a little faggot with no balls and a jealousy streak. a coward to cowboy up and follow what your heart is telling you to do. and youre a fucking hypocrite about pretentiousness."
on the whole im glad i got a little bit of a date. im glad im finnally off the bench and got to play at least a few downs. no touchdowns, no games won, but i suited up and played. im gratefull for that. but im not going to play a game where im rigged to loose.