Hey kids,
I know I said two posts ago that I would give an explanation for my rage aka getting my groove back....:)
So here it is........sorry to keep you waiting
It all started with a boy, and I know your thinking, well ktlemons, doesn't it always?
For me, the answer is a resounding NO!
The boy in question is a friend of mine, we were kind of friends in high school. I dated his friend, but I always had a petit crush on him.
Lame, I know.
Trust me I really do.
Flash forward to about two months ago, we have kept up since high school, and were really good friends. I would even go as far to say more, than friends( gasp!) in that we made out once, so therefore I'm officially marking us in that weird limbo place. You know, the friends that we had a thing with once, but nothing ever happened, so your tight now but there's still
that time...
Well we decided to take the mature road on the whole-I-made-out-with-once-so-lets-move-on phase, and decided to talk about it. BIG MISTAKE!!!!!!!!!
Alright you guys, I haven't been completely honest with you so far, in my retelling of how I was magically received my mojo back...
I kind of, sorta, for a short time, might have, had
feelings for this boy.....
I KNOW! I KNOW!!
The thing is he lives on the other side of the country that I am currently located on. And! I don't do long distance dating, and it was never, and is never going to happen.
Nevertheless, we decided to talk about that ill fated make-out-sesh*(*session)
Which fyi, it was horrible.Actually, it was beyond horrible and that's all I'm going to say about
that.
So I'm stupidly going on about why I had felt/thought it was so horrible, when he starts agreeing with me.
That's when I mentally did a doubletake, why was it horrible for him?
I'm freaking ah-mazing, not to be overly conceited, but trust me kids and kiddettes, I, ktlemons, am AH-MAZE-ZING at making out.
So I asked the ill fated question...Why was it horrible for you?
To which the boy replied, "It was horrible for me, because I felt so guilty...I had started seeing this girl at school, but then there's you. The girl I have liked since high school, that I can say anything to..."
I hung up the phone.
Then I proceeded to ignore his calls for about two weeks.
When we finally spoke, and my anger had slightly cooled, I realized that he owed me no explanation.
We weren't together.
But, I had reacted like we were. I realized I had to let him go, so to speak. I needed to not talk to him for a while, because I needed to move on out of that weird limbo phase between friends and well, more than friends....
However, in the time since that-horrible-make-out-sesh, I had been mentally beating myself up about it. Mainly because I couldn't figure out why it had been so horrible. I mean all the proponents of a good make-out sesh were there. You know, built up anguish and hormones...woot!
Yet the fact that he had lied to me, or rather withheld the truth from his supposed "best friend/girl" pissed me off. I mean what the hell!!!
Thus the unbridled source of my rage.
Seriously, where does this boy get off thinking he can woo one girl one moment, then jet across the country only to make-out and demoralize another girl!!!
Thinking about the whole scenario right now pisses me off!
When did boys( I say boys instead of Men, because the guys I know and talk about in this blog are not MEN)get the idea that Women were this disposable?
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