Ohohoho, look? More venting!

Is it really a bad thing to become attached to someone after kissing them once?

Is it also a bad thing to absolutely hate them at the same time for telling you that they want to live the college experience first, and that being single on Valentine's Day totally sucks, even though he told you that he's willing to try things out with you?
Or even better, that when you ask him to go to dinner with you, and he gives you a maybe, and then you tell him to get back to you when he has a definite answer, that you end up getting totally pissed that he claims that he has no one?

Fuck man, I invited you to dinner, mostly because you still wanted to treat things like a pre-date state.  Maybe it was my fault for making it sound like a casual meet. I don't know.

But congrats, man, you made it onto my blog. It takes a lot to do that.

But the next time you make out with a girl, hold her hand, and then kiss her goodnight, you might want to think twice. Or maybe when you grow up a bit, then you can come back to me.

Maybe I'll give you a burned waffle the next time I see you at my waffle station.

... no, I'm not that mean. I'll just treat you like every other student I've met.



Anyways, this rant today is brought to you by the word: Confusion.

Because fuck, I'm confused.

Sponsored by: Over it.

Eh, as weird as it sounds, I'm not going to let this get in my way. I might try again, but I don't want to end up getting fucking used again by some asshole who thinks he can walk all over me. I'll see what happens if I invite him to a party; if he agrees then I have two things to think about. If he denies, then he's clearly not interested.

But hey, I still have that other guy I'm interested in. Its a matter of trying to get to talk to him without sounding like a complete idiot in front of him. (i.e. "Are you going to get food without a plate?" (said at the dining hall as he was peeking to see what was for the main dish) or something that involved a bathroom as he was waiting in line...)

Seems ironic that I'm complaining about guys on Valentine's day, doesn't it? Well, really, it has nothing to do with that. See, my thing about this so called "day for lovers" is that its completely commercialized. I mean, most of my belief might come from the fact that I've always been single on this "holiday", but still.
Whether or not I will be single on this day, it doesn't matter. This ONE day shouldn't be the day to show so much affection towards your significant other. Shouldn't we always do that? Everyday? Why does this one day mean so much. What is so freaking important about today?

What ever, this is my perspective on it.

In other words: My conclusion? Its just been another day. It has been no different than the other days of the year so far, nor does it have any impact on the rest of the year. At least for me. So while people are complaining of being single or snogging the faces of their partners off, I will continue to be myself and not worry about the small things in life.


Now if you don't mind, I'm going back to play some bejeweled on Facebook because I can, and I'm super awesome at it. For now.