To the boy I dated for two weeks,
I wanted to thank you for teaching me yet ANOTHER valuable lesson. Because of you I am learning to value myself more and be strong.
I thought that we had fun on our past couple of dates. Or at least you seemed to be. Deep down inside I wasn't really feeling you, but I stuck it out because you are attractive, smart and you are a gentleman (so I thought, after all my best friend had really nice things to say about you).
Anyways, my point is that I am getting better at reading men, and you helped prove my theory.
Even after a having a nice date and talking about whatever comes to mind, when a dude tells me, "Uh, I had fun. Call me when you're bored." I take that as "You're kinda cute, so call me when you wanna just mess around. But only for a little while cuz I got homework."
So I *cough* "lost" your number. But then you called during the week to tell me that you didn't forget about me and that you'd like to go out again. So I passed that off as a dumb moment and went out with you again.
We went out and had a good time and went to dinner. You even watched Desperate Housewives with me. I thought that was so awesome. We even kissed a little. (Okay too much info, but deal)
I haven't heard from you all week. You won't call. I am online, you won't even say hello. I've got it now, and I have my answer. You were interested in me, you chased me at first and it's all gone for some reason. And though my ego is kinda bruised, I am also relieved. Now I don't have to wonder.
I have *cough* *cough* "lost" your number for good. I think that maybe you expect me to be chasing you now. And many girls nowadays will chase, so maybe you should find a girl that chases you.
I was going to ask you to go to my holiday party with me. A nice, big fat party in San Francisco with lots of happy people, and alcohol. Enterprise doesn't cut costs when it comes to parties. Did I mention that the company brings in at least $8 billion annually?
Anyways, You should see pictures of the dress I am about to buy. I am gonna look real good too and get my hair done and smell nice. And now you don't get to enjoy any of that.
Now I am gonna buy that beautiful dress, long sleeved gloves, and make sure my stylist works some heavy magic on my hair. And I am gonna go to that party and have a good time.
I also have learned to never trust a friend's judgement in men. This has been proven to me many times before, but for some reason it just clicked this time. Here's how I see it. My friends and I have similar tastes in men. They are certainly not going to put you with someone they would want to be with (even if she has a boyfriend), because that would create jealousy between friends.
Anywho, it is a Saturday night and now I need to log off this computer and go out and have some fun with my coworkers at the Saddle Rack. Some good ole' country western fun. Yee Haw !!!