Like I said, dating makes me cringe.
And after coming out of a pretty long/significant relationship,
(now relation-shit)
I really have zero desire to date.
I'm just not ready.
But I think someone once said
"face your fears!"
and "don't hold yourselves back!"
So, I went for it.
I went on a "date"
Eh, I'd rather call it a meeting.
That involved one alcoholic beverage.
But I should have listened to myself.
I should have held myself back.
Because I was just called "not normal" on a 1st date.
Yes, not normal.
I pride myself on not being like other people.
I'm awkward. I'm sarcastic in the best way possible.
I'm a goofball that has somewhat social anxiety.
Obviously the perfect person to go on a date with.
And he apparently picked up on that.
Even though he could not pin point which
box of society I fit into -
which I told him that I'm too progressive
and unique for that.
Either way, he still tried to fit me in a box
up until the bill came.
Focus - the reason I'm not normal is
because I "go with the flow."
He obviously does not know me very well.
I think I just knew there would be no second date
so I didn't care enough to be nervous.
He was a nice guy,
minus trying to define me,
but I don't think I can have feelings for anyone yet.
I know, oh woah is me.
So depressing.
But hey, give a girl a break.
No one likes seeing an ex with a new flame
all over Facebook
or know that this is the end of something
you held onto for so long.
I'm sad and I think that's okay.
At least for right now.
Life is beautiful and we get distracted by
small things we have no control over.
I've been lucky to find amazing people throughout my life.
Some are gone, some I've lost touch with
and some I've had a falling out with.
But they've all played a significant part and they've
shaped things in my life, whether I realize or not.
We are all just trying to figure this world out
and sometimes it's not what you thought it would be,
even with the best, most thought out plans.
But everything happens for a reason.
Things will get easier.
I doubt I will ever enjoy dating
because it's just so awkward.
Or maybe I'm just awkward.
Until then, I'm going to focus on celebrating
25 wonderfully, ridiculous years of my life!
Ali's 25th Great Gatsby Bash here I come!
And after coming out of a pretty long/significant relationship,
(now relation-shit)
I really have zero desire to date.
I'm just not ready.
But I think someone once said
"face your fears!"
and "don't hold yourselves back!"
So, I went for it.
I went on a "date"
Eh, I'd rather call it a meeting.
That involved one alcoholic beverage.
But I should have listened to myself.
I should have held myself back.
Because I was just called "not normal" on a 1st date.
Yes, not normal.
I pride myself on not being like other people.
I'm awkward. I'm sarcastic in the best way possible.
I'm a goofball that has somewhat social anxiety.
Obviously the perfect person to go on a date with.
And he apparently picked up on that.
Even though he could not pin point which
box of society I fit into -
which I told him that I'm too progressive
and unique for that.
Either way, he still tried to fit me in a box
up until the bill came.
Focus - the reason I'm not normal is
because I "go with the flow."
He obviously does not know me very well.
I think I just knew there would be no second date
so I didn't care enough to be nervous.
He was a nice guy,
minus trying to define me,
but I don't think I can have feelings for anyone yet.
I know, oh woah is me.
So depressing.
But hey, give a girl a break.
No one likes seeing an ex with a new flame
all over Facebook
or know that this is the end of something
you held onto for so long.
I'm sad and I think that's okay.
At least for right now.
Life is beautiful and we get distracted by
small things we have no control over.
I've been lucky to find amazing people throughout my life.
Some are gone, some I've lost touch with
and some I've had a falling out with.
But they've all played a significant part and they've
shaped things in my life, whether I realize or not.
We are all just trying to figure this world out
and sometimes it's not what you thought it would be,
even with the best, most thought out plans.
But everything happens for a reason.
Things will get easier.
I doubt I will ever enjoy dating
because it's just so awkward.
Or maybe I'm just awkward.
Until then, I'm going to focus on celebrating
25 wonderfully, ridiculous years of my life!
Ali's 25th Great Gatsby Bash here I come!
I love Leo...
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