People often refer to older single's as 'leftovers.' Well, I am no leftover, nor do I deserve to settle for someone that is.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

The "More Later"

In my rush to get to work this morning I left out a few things that you may want to know. If you have not read the post below...please do so before reading this one. So, while Mr. Lovin was trying to get some lovin during the movie, he kept leaning over to me to tell me things like, "your perfume smells good." Wait a minute...do you think I actually got ready for this date and wore perfume to lull him in? No, I did not. Must of been the blasted lotion. Great. Dry hands next time. I wore my glasses so I could see. He said, "I've never seen you in glasses, you look cute." He asked a few times if I was cold. I kind of was but I had kept my jacket on and my arms crossed so I was doing okay and was willing to tough it out as long as I had to before actually admitting that I was a little cold. Apparently he was. He wanted to cuddle. I did not. I kept my distance. I just felt weird. And I knew I would have to see him today. By the way, the flower he brought me was a long stem red rose. :/

The rest of the night, our conversation went like this:

Him, "oh, you play soccer sometimes? I would love to see you play soccer some time. I will come watch you sometime."
Me: "I like to go hiking."
Him: "I will go hiking with you sometime."
Him: "I will go snow boarding with you sometime."
Him: "I will make you some Peruvian food soon."

And on and on and on. It was just one date but I already feel smothered! Thankfully he ended up canceling coming to my class today since it is a short day. He did come talk to me about it though. Bleh! You better believe that on Tuesday, I will be sick. I am truly mentally ill this time. And I know that is super immature of me once again but I really have a hard time handling this. Maybe that's why I never dated much when I was younger. I am just not good at it. And now I have a small harem of men and just don't know what to do with them except for hope that the one I like decides he likes me too. Oh, we still talk and he is very kind and fun, I just don't know what his plans are. I do however know Mr. Lovin's plans...

5 comments:

Krissa said...

BAHAHAHA... oh girl... your harem of guys i love that...made me laugh out loud... haha
yeah... lets just hope the guy you like will see the right way and get on the ball...
im crossing my fingers my dude does the same...
you are better than me...im not sure i would have even gone out with this latin lover in the first place... wow... way way too much...
and who does all that cuddling and smothering on the first date...unless its Channing Tatum i have my guard up...haha

Mariel said...

Ha! I am SO sorry to be receiving pleasure from your pain. Your stories crack me up! Next time, just mention you have a date already, or something. Then go hang out with your brother. After that, tell him you're busy, and go make yourself busy. If he is semi-with-it, he will start to get a clue. If not, he's slightly crazy, and you may have to resort to being blunt...through texting. Texting is awesome for dishing out bad news. I help my little sister do it all the time! Just be like, "Dude, you're awesome. I just want to make sure we're on the same page. I really see us as friends, and nothing more. Coolio?" I can't wait to hear more!

Anonymous said...

Hopefully the ball he gets on isn't in front of Target. That hunk of a pilot better turn on the afterburners or he may lose you to a droolin' Peruvian. Maybe you should copy him this post so he knows he aint the only fish takin' the bait.

Growing Up Skye said...

I'm so sorry, too. The whole thing is way awkward. And I don't think you should feel bad or dumb for feeling sick about it. I've been in a couple of awkward, uncomfortable situations with guys, too, in the past and felt the same way you do. One time was really bad and rather than standing up for myself and just telling him right then and there what I really thought and felt, I got scared and just continued along the date then sent him an email (this was in the days before texting) later telling him thanks, but no thanks, he just wasn't my type. So don't let this get you down! Just remember how awesome you are so that means you deserve someone else awesome too that is right for you!

Livin it up said...

What's the purpose of a bad date if you can't have a few laughs out of it right? And that is why I share. And for your sympathy, haha. I appreciate everyone's ideas and support...I am going to do the grown up thing, call in sick on Tuesday, and next time he asks hopefully I can just tell him I'm not feelin that. I just dread it. I dread dating anyone else. I dread everything. Bleh!

Mariel...I have totally been thinking about your blog lately. I will see what I can come up with cause I would love to post again! :)