Ok now what
I always seem to get my self in situations which cause me to balk at them and run away like a skittish little animal. Oh well... That's just me.
Last night (Thursday) I went to the Bar with my friend Mike who's leaving for the Navy in a couple of weeks. We were having tons of fun and I made a couple of new friends, two very sweet girls- Jade and Mariah. Well as the night was waning, I met a guy who is pretty nice and we had a lot in common. So being drunk off our asses we exchange inf and plan to meet the next day. Sounds good so far right.
So I met up with him early(ish) on Friday morning at Star'Fuck's and just sit and chat for awhile, then head to a movie, took my mom's wig to the boutique for cleaning, and then just sat in a parking lot listening to the songs he's written and had him sing to me (rolls eyes). I don't know but after this I just wasn't as interested as I was the night previous. I don't want to sound callus but there was something about the way he carried himself and the way he sung, and the fact that he chain smokes when he's nervous that just rubbed me the wrong way.
I really don't know what's the matter with me. Maybe I'm just too afraid of getting hurt again. The first and only boyfriend I ever had probably has something to do with my expectations, of course those may be too high as well.
I guess I wouldn't mind being friends with him, but he just doesn't strike me as someone I want to date. Yeah he knows Frank, Dean, Bing, Judy, likes anime (to some extent) has a sarcastic nature, and is decently versed in Sci-fi including Doctor Who ( Though why he likes Troughton the best is beyond me!)
Yay for being me... Ugh! *thunks head on a wall* just great...
Last night (Thursday) I went to the Bar with my friend Mike who's leaving for the Navy in a couple of weeks. We were having tons of fun and I made a couple of new friends, two very sweet girls- Jade and Mariah. Well as the night was waning, I met a guy who is pretty nice and we had a lot in common. So being drunk off our asses we exchange inf and plan to meet the next day. Sounds good so far right.
So I met up with him early(ish) on Friday morning at Star'Fuck's and just sit and chat for awhile, then head to a movie, took my mom's wig to the boutique for cleaning, and then just sat in a parking lot listening to the songs he's written and had him sing to me (rolls eyes). I don't know but after this I just wasn't as interested as I was the night previous. I don't want to sound callus but there was something about the way he carried himself and the way he sung, and the fact that he chain smokes when he's nervous that just rubbed me the wrong way.
I really don't know what's the matter with me. Maybe I'm just too afraid of getting hurt again. The first and only boyfriend I ever had probably has something to do with my expectations, of course those may be too high as well.
I guess I wouldn't mind being friends with him, but he just doesn't strike me as someone I want to date. Yeah he knows Frank, Dean, Bing, Judy, likes anime (to some extent) has a sarcastic nature, and is decently versed in Sci-fi including Doctor Who ( Though why he likes Troughton the best is beyond me!)
Yay for being me... Ugh! *thunks head on a wall* just great...