Why can’t I be the girl that guys fall in love with? Why aren’t I the one they want to lock down because they are afraid of losing me? Am I the only one wondering, what makes someone … the one? I have gone through “Hunting Caps, Booty Calls and guys that dump me two days before Christmas and I realized that for these gentlemen I was literally nothing special.
I think I’m funny, independent, not hideous, but what are guy’s standards? Extremely beautiful with no humor or intelligence? Bingo! I think that’s it. Hunting Cap never had time for me; Booty Call wants to see me twice a year if that many times; guy that dumped me before Christmas… doesn’t even remember that I exist. How do I know? Because I stalk his life duh. (See “Am I A Stalker?” to catch up) How do I deal with this over whelming feeling that I’m only making mistakes and they are all just a waste of time?
Picky Eater is a great guy… but I am getting the “I’m too busy for you vibe”. I already got the “Not sure when we can hang out again line”. It’s been 2 and a half weeks. I mean can’t men multitask?
I somehow manage to own a house and a car. Go to work every day and take care of family and friends shit; and believe me, those are a lot of responsibilities. Somehow through it all, I try to carve out time to have fun with the special gentlemen in my life. Doesn’t even have to be major, as long as I get to see them.
This just sucks because I really adore Picky Eater; he took me to the drive in Movie Theater over the weekend. I know cute right? Then he opened his sun roof so that I could see the stars. Just when I thought romance was dead lol. (See; “Romance is Dead… Time for a Sugar Daddy?)
I don’t want to give up hope on Picky Eater, but he just started a new job that is quite important to him and he hasn’t given us a label or anything. So I’m just out here in this dating Limbo. This place of “are we dating or are we not?”.
Literally everyone says, “When you stop looking, you’ll find it”. Let’s see if that’s true. I am attempting to just have a male hiatus for the holiday season. Last Christmas I got my heart broken wicked bad and was a zombie for the most part. I really don’t want that to happen again. I’m a scarred girl in this rough dating world. That rhymed… I should write poetry, no?
Being Single is Hard, when I keep being the wrong girl for these guys.
Golden Rule: Guys cannot multitask.
Tips for Guys: Learn to multitask, Jeez