Jun 03, 2006 14:22
So we went out on the ave yesterday. And i met this nice guy at a bar, so I started talking to him cuz he seemed like a nice fella. Just wanted to make new friends. But apparently, that's not what happens in bars, cuz he thought I was hitting on him or something maybe? Oh dear...
I don't want people to ask for my number. I don't want people to think of me as a ... whatever that word Tina used yesterday. Never had to deal with this, and it's weird. I'm not looking. I'm waiting.