I am a weird person. There, I said it. Whew that felt good. Actually, I don't give a shit. If you know me you already knew I was a little weird, and if you still put up with me then I call you a friend. I don't do shit the conventional way at all. Some people will try to give me shit for it but I truly from the bottom of my heart don't give two or even three fucks. So prime example of my weirdness is to like somebody that probably has no interest in me. It happens to us all, me more often than not. But then a weird thing happens and all of a sudden the person drunkenly admits that she likes me back. Now what do I do? I question the whole damn thing because of how weird she was acting (not to mention flaky in the past). That is weird of me and also weird of her. I guess i am just attracted to weird or what i call unique people. I have been on dates with women who are completely normal and very nice, and actually like me. But guess what that was our first date, I was putting on a front and not really being me. If i was being me odds are she would of been sort of offended within 15 minutes of sitting down at our table. Think I would be myself more on the second date? Nope, totally acted decently normal and did all the right things you read about in books. Wait.... did i just give away the secret I have read books about dating... fuck. Well again I plead to the weirdness. The moral of this post is that if you want to know how the hell i operate in my crazy ass head... don't. I don't even really know half the time. I am a true go with the flow guy who tries to find structure in places that are well...weird.
**Side note - This is no joke, while writing this blog I had a piece of gum in my mouth and something went down the wrong pipe making me cough shooting my gum onto my screen. I am bringing sexy back**
This is probably one of many posts in which I plan to rant a little. Deal. :)
No comments:
Post a Comment