"The Door You Slammed In My Face Was My Own"
I had centered this past weekend around my date on Saturday. The rest of the 48+ hours didn't matter, as long as my date went well.
Unfortunately, it didn't. Go well, that is.
Turns out said girl isn't interested in pursuing anything. She is planning on moving to PA in a month or so, and doesn't think that she should get involved with someone when she's planning on leaving.
The thing is; I honestly believe her. If it had been someone else, I would have smelled the bullshit from a mile off. I've been turned down enough times in my life to know when someone is trying to "let me down easy". But this girl...you'd have to know her to understand the difference...but I do believe her. And I know she does like me. A bit, at least.
But the thing is, being rejected, for any reason, sucks. And it's worse when that person is someone you think is really special.
It's rather ironic, really. I'm finally ready to commit to someone, and I meet someone, and they dust me. Bitter justice, maybe. Ah, well. Better this way, I know. My day will come. And in the meantime, I have alot of priorities to see to...
The rest of my weekend was completely boring and uneventfull...although I did watch a shitload of movies (okay, I'll admit it; Seabiscuit was so good it made me all weepy-like...stupid horse movie...I'm such a sucker...)
Unfortunately, it didn't. Go well, that is.
Turns out said girl isn't interested in pursuing anything. She is planning on moving to PA in a month or so, and doesn't think that she should get involved with someone when she's planning on leaving.
The thing is; I honestly believe her. If it had been someone else, I would have smelled the bullshit from a mile off. I've been turned down enough times in my life to know when someone is trying to "let me down easy". But this girl...you'd have to know her to understand the difference...but I do believe her. And I know she does like me. A bit, at least.
But the thing is, being rejected, for any reason, sucks. And it's worse when that person is someone you think is really special.
It's rather ironic, really. I'm finally ready to commit to someone, and I meet someone, and they dust me. Bitter justice, maybe. Ah, well. Better this way, I know. My day will come. And in the meantime, I have alot of priorities to see to...
The rest of my weekend was completely boring and uneventfull...although I did watch a shitload of movies (okay, I'll admit it; Seabiscuit was so good it made me all weepy-like...stupid horse movie...I'm such a sucker...)