Oh dear readers. I made a mistake last night. Though, I can hardly be blamed as much as technology is. Technology is the bane and blessing of my existence. This is about boy numero dos and I am praying that he does not happen across this post or he will know exactly who he is! And this could be bad. I seemed to have guessed wrong about him again. I must stop pinning people! It is a bad BAD habit! If you possess this habit as well, I insist you join with me and try to kick it. Well, Intriguing Boy and I have an interesting kind of relationship. He says hello, I say hello back, and he asks me to come cuddle. I know, this sounds scandalous. That is hardly what it seems. In my case, it was more than it seemed. He also asks for pictures. Not dirty ones or anything of that nature, just pictures. If any of you know me well, you know that I don't like to send pictures at all. I think they are shallow (which is kind of ironic since I am kind of shallow myself and I HATE that I know it and can admit to it.) and that they encourage the wrong kind of relationship. Unless you're actually IN a relationship, then you send duck faced pictures {BANG}* to each other all day long. I usually say no. Well. This boy and I had a conversation about these pictures. We came across a misunderstanding that I can hardly explain because it spun out of control a little too quickly, and now, he is mad at me. I chalk this up to a few things. First, to technology for making it so dang hard to express the emotion you're trying to express. Second, my being so cynical. I don't think people ask for things like pictures because they have a true and honest intent for them. I think they are asking for them so they can either show off (which sounds very conceded but this is just for arguments sake), do things that we should NEVER talk about, or because they want to make fun of me. Not because they think I'm pretty and just want to see my face. Even saying this, I want to gag because in my world it just doesn't happen for anybody except married people.
I guess I was wrong. Apparently, people actually ask for pictures because they DO think the other person is pretty, and because they actually are interested in them. Oh, I literally face-palmed and shook my head for like five minutes straight. If someone could teach me how to accept that people can actually be genuine, especially guys, I am willing to learn. This is going to be a very stressful day unless I hear that I am forgiven. I had sent a text apologizing for how my previous text came across and tried to assure that it was not the intent. When I heard no reply, I behaved as a 3 year old would. It's the equivalent of slamming your door but with your phone. How? You slam it on your bed, then turn it off. You fold your arms and try to plot on how this cannot be your fault. I've come up with a few reasons that this could be not my fault. One. He has asked me to come over, (His car is broken so he won't come over to my house, plus I live at home...Nuff said) but has never asked me on a formal date. You would think if someone was interested, that would be the first thing. At least, that is my experience, which granted, is limited. Second. Our conversations hardly have substance. They do have their moments, like yesterday, but they are usually direct and very brief. Does that promote any sort of affection? It doesn't seem like it does to me, but once again, limited experience. Third. He works very late into the night, so when he asks me to come over, it's usually 10 or 11:30 pm. So to sum up, I was sure if he was interested, it was only because I was a conquest because of the whole VL thing (this drive boys crazy for some reason) and because my pictures make me look waaayyy hotter than I actually am. Therefore, I thought our relationship was based on primal things like sexual behavior and physical attraction.
Curse me for thinking this way about ANY guy I meet. After my limited experience in them, I hardly deserve the amount of blame that I feel. In any case, I'm pretty sure I offended him badly because I didn't expect him to reciprocate any sort of emotional attachment that I have. Now, I'm just very VERY frustrated because I have no idea how to make this better! I'm just crossing my fingers that I didn't cause any irreparable damage. If I find anything out, I will let you know.
I've also seem to have come down with Angry Bird Fever.. This is probably not a good thing! I just downloaded it onto my Kindle Fire.. I have a feeling it's going to be very distracting. But! Now I have something to play in church on Sundays that I can't pay attention! This makes me pretty excited! Not to mention my Kindle finally decided that I was allowed to download the free version so I didn't even have to pay! Can I get a Halla!?
I'm finding out that every day, I'm getting one or two more people reading this blog! I cannot tell you how much this pleases me! Not only does it show me what AWESOME friends I have, but it also shows me that people actually can stand to read my writing, and that is a blessing! Why?? One day, I'm hoping to finish the two or three books that I've started and have them published! I'm not sure how well this will turn out since I am not yet comfortable sharing any of the things I've written with anybody! Except things I've written on this blog! One day, maybe I'll get gutsy and post some little nothings on here and see how that goes!
I also have something else to confess. I am completely obsessed with a song called Somebody That I Used to Know by Gotye. He is a super sexy Aussie man that has eyes I would love to sleep in. If you've never heard this song, I suggest you listen to it and try not to damage your replay button because you will LOVE it. This is a song that anybody can relate to because I can about guarantee that every person has had a friend or ex boyfriend/girlfriend that has said you would stay friends no matter what, then they decide that they don't want to know you at all. They send their friends to pick up there things, and then change their number without telling you and telling everyone on the DL. Ha! Lyric Alert. Anyways! Check it out on youtube so you can see the sexy man tower I'm talking about. Just keep in mind, he gets cuter and cuter as you watch the video.. Kind of like Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice. Or Mr. Rochester in Jane Eyre. They just grow on you until they become an appendage that you don't quite want to chop off.
Last on my list of things that happened is that my mother dearest decided to up and go to Vegas to meet this man that she says is so very sexy. I know him. His name is Wally. AKA my dad! She took the little sister so that's just a little less stress to deal with. But! I miss her already! I hope that they have a good time down there and also that they don't mind if we throw a few parties in their absence. I mean, my mom actually doesn't read this consistently so by the time she does read it, she'll be home! That is a guarantee! Though, planning a party and buying everything for it is sooo not going to happen because I have no money. This is because I'm getting my sexy black M'Stang tomorrow! I think I need another halla!! I'm very excited to have a car, and that it is a pony! This is something I never expected to happen to me because I always thought my first car would be a piece of crap. I guess it depends on who you talk to, and who likes Fords and who doesn't. All I know is that I have yet to name this vehicle! It's going to be hard to top the name I gave my Xterra which is Sir Jack Gallahad. He's kind of gender confused. I haven't had time to inspect this mustang to see if it is male or female.. SO! If you have any clever names, just shoot em my way! I need ideas people!
Well! I am supposed to wake up in 4 and a half hours, so I should get to sleep! Thanks as always to the fabulous people with awesome taste who read this blog! I will post pictures of my pony tomorrow or Saturday on facebook! Cheerios! (Like the cereal of course.. because I'm craving them..)
* Any time you see someone post a picture with the classic duck face, post a comment that says Bang! We're going duck hunting!
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