First Impressions: in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • May 12, 2003, midnight
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Re: Tonight’s speed-dating thing:

  • I was more attracted to the girl sitting next to me than I was the thirty some odd guys I was supposed to be “dating”.
  • So were the thirty some odd guys, seeing as she was the one they talked to before moving on to me (fucking rotation order).
  • I was also more attracted to the two guys I met afterwards:

    (A) Guy #7 who showed up late and wasn’t allowed in, and was made to sit out…..stayed at the bar and waited for all of us to come out of the little private area.

    (B) Hot Latino who walked up to me midsentence with Guy #7 to ask what the whole commotion was about.

    I choke in situations like this. Not knowing to whom I should give complete attention, I tried to divide my conversation 50/50. This tactic never works. I found this out in high school when two guys competed for my attention at a party. I tried to hang with them both. Kissed them both. Pissed them both off. Ended up alone.

    Deja vu.

    I am done trying for a while. I gave this a shot. I was unimpressed. It is simply not my time right now. There are obviously more important things I am supposed to be doing with my life right now, romance wise.

    I wish I knew what.


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