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As a rational, intelligent, successful lady should, I told myself I wouldn't fall for anything just yet.
Strike 1
Attempting to construct a non-chalant attitude towards relationships, I promised myself that even if I fell, I wouldn't get attached.
Strike 2
Provided I do get attached, I planned to convince myself that this was merely a phase and in the off-chance I do pass through unscathed by him, I would soon realize that this wasn't for me.
Out
Perhaps it was this:
"Octopus? Well, more arms to hug you with."
Or maybe this:
"That manatee just farted. That's what happens when you eat lettuce all day."
Or...maybe this:
"You're that girl in the room, constantly surrounded by people. The one who literally lights up a room...and I can't decide whether it's your eyes or your smile. Regardless, you're the one everyone wants. And for some reason, you're here with me."
I think it's the second one.
At this point in time, I'm not even sure if it will work out, though he said he'd be around for a long time. I have this uncanny knack of finding guys with fatal flaws. HUGE flaws. Character flaws. This time, however, the boy doesn't have a character flaw. He has an ex-girlfriend.
Born and raised in Louisiana, Bryan has had more than his fair share of southern hospitality. He must be one of the nicest people I've ever met and it's completely genuine. Bryan and his ex-girlfriend broke up earlier this year but she's not coping well (she moved up to Columbus and is having trouble adjusting). He's giving her time before he moves on.
Wait a minute, Erica. This sounds like a load of bullshit.
Au contraire my good man (or woman). I would have killed for Calvin to have given me more time. And no, they aren't getting back together. Ever. Apparently the relationship was on the rocks from the start due to poor chemistry (I made a joke...Bryan's working on his PhD in Biochemistry). He's just a nice guy.
But where does this put me?
Either waiting for something wonderful...for an unknown length of time. OR
Moving on to something else...now.
I'd rather wait than endure another year of hopeless, empty, flawed relationships.
This doesn't mean I'm diving in just yet though. Oh no. Not until D-Day passes....MY D-Day.
And now, I bring you 14 year old gushing...
He likes koolaid and bites his nails (and hates when people look at them) which is just like me but he has a cat and i hate cats but i haven't the heart to tell him just yet because he really likes cats and not like the i kind of like cats type of person but the i have a cat in my apartment and i went out of the way to get an apartment that allows cats because i have one type of person which is fine if it suits him but i'd rather just have a dog and that's okay because he has really cool hair and i mean the kind that you can make into a faux hawk which is different than a mohawk because there isn't any shaving of the hair like he actually has his hair but it's pushed into the center and he makes me laugh a whole lot like when i went to the zoo with him on sunday to do a festival of lights sort of thing which is smaller than the one in cincinnati and a little eerie because that's where calvin took me on our first date but it was halfway my idea and he wanted to go too and he tried to find an octopus for me but there didn't seem to be an octopus cage in the whole park and he was sad so we came back and watched Office Space for a few hours and he told me how he felt about me and how bad he felt about making me wait and how it must look to me for him to do this but he told me that it's going to be okay and i don't have to wait but he wouldn't be upset if i did and all this other really sweet stuff that's just ridiculously cute and i needed to do this so fuck you guys.
Strike 1
Attempting to construct a non-chalant attitude towards relationships, I promised myself that even if I fell, I wouldn't get attached.
Strike 2
Provided I do get attached, I planned to convince myself that this was merely a phase and in the off-chance I do pass through unscathed by him, I would soon realize that this wasn't for me.
Out
Perhaps it was this:
"Octopus? Well, more arms to hug you with."
Or maybe this:
"That manatee just farted. That's what happens when you eat lettuce all day."
Or...maybe this:
"You're that girl in the room, constantly surrounded by people. The one who literally lights up a room...and I can't decide whether it's your eyes or your smile. Regardless, you're the one everyone wants. And for some reason, you're here with me."
I think it's the second one.
At this point in time, I'm not even sure if it will work out, though he said he'd be around for a long time. I have this uncanny knack of finding guys with fatal flaws. HUGE flaws. Character flaws. This time, however, the boy doesn't have a character flaw. He has an ex-girlfriend.
Born and raised in Louisiana, Bryan has had more than his fair share of southern hospitality. He must be one of the nicest people I've ever met and it's completely genuine. Bryan and his ex-girlfriend broke up earlier this year but she's not coping well (she moved up to Columbus and is having trouble adjusting). He's giving her time before he moves on.
Wait a minute, Erica. This sounds like a load of bullshit.
Au contraire my good man (or woman). I would have killed for Calvin to have given me more time. And no, they aren't getting back together. Ever. Apparently the relationship was on the rocks from the start due to poor chemistry (I made a joke...Bryan's working on his PhD in Biochemistry). He's just a nice guy.
But where does this put me?
Either waiting for something wonderful...for an unknown length of time. OR
Moving on to something else...now.
I'd rather wait than endure another year of hopeless, empty, flawed relationships.
This doesn't mean I'm diving in just yet though. Oh no. Not until D-Day passes....MY D-Day.
And now, I bring you 14 year old gushing...
He likes koolaid and bites his nails (and hates when people look at them) which is just like me but he has a cat and i hate cats but i haven't the heart to tell him just yet because he really likes cats and not like the i kind of like cats type of person but the i have a cat in my apartment and i went out of the way to get an apartment that allows cats because i have one type of person which is fine if it suits him but i'd rather just have a dog and that's okay because he has really cool hair and i mean the kind that you can make into a faux hawk which is different than a mohawk because there isn't any shaving of the hair like he actually has his hair but it's pushed into the center and he makes me laugh a whole lot like when i went to the zoo with him on sunday to do a festival of lights sort of thing which is smaller than the one in cincinnati and a little eerie because that's where calvin took me on our first date but it was halfway my idea and he wanted to go too and he tried to find an octopus for me but there didn't seem to be an octopus cage in the whole park and he was sad so we came back and watched Office Space for a few hours and he told me how he felt about me and how bad he felt about making me wait and how it must look to me for him to do this but he told me that it's going to be okay and i don't have to wait but he wouldn't be upset if i did and all this other really sweet stuff that's just ridiculously cute and i needed to do this so fuck you guys.