I went on a date friday night and it was pretty disappointing. First off, I just kept thinking the whole time, while I was half-ass getting ready, what I would wear and how I'd do my hair and makeup if I was going on a date with Tys. We never got to do that. He brought it up a few times. He asked if he could take me on a date one night when I was trying on dresses for him, (a strange form of foreplay he just LOVED. He said he always thought about how I'd twirl around in my little sundresses.) I put on a tight black one and he said, can I take you on a date sometime? And you can wear that?.. I thought it was so ironic that I'd worn the same dress on the only date I've ever been on, my freshman year, on valentines day with his friend Andy.. ha. And just recently, the last time I had a serious talk with him I mentioned how I couldn't tell him how things would go with us if he were single, we'd never actually gotten to go on any dates, or go to dinner, or movies or whatever, and he said that all that sounded so nice... ANYWAY, this guy who was not Tyson and I went for drinks and I was so bored by this guy I could barely stand it. He was totally nice, and normal, and cookie cutter and all that but there was just no chemistry what so ever.. and maybe that's my fault. I keep telling myself with EVERY OUNCE of logic and reason I still have in me to just move on, it's over. I would love to know how to force myself to stop having feelings for this guy.. but I physically can't. The worst part is that I could probably have any guy in this city but all I want is that stupid fuck. Really, I can have my pick, I'm just so unimpressed by everyone. I'm going to try to keep dating, I hate it so much but I can't think of any other way to get him out of my head.
In all honesty he's really not my type anyway, as I've said before. And I really wish some sexy badass tattooed guy who plays in a band would just magically land in my bed but it's not that easy is it?
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