to try or not to try....
ok so I'm from a small town, and "where everybody knows your name" is almost a fact here, not quite but really close, and when something happens that I'm afraid of being teased about or can't really talk abou on my normal blog I write here, and seeing as there are 5 months between posts, not much happens to me...
But now I'm ready to write it here on my "secret blog" which nobody knows about apparently.
Anyway I went with some friends to a club for my first night out drinking for...well a LONG time. At that club we had some beers, some shots, more beer and more shots, I didn't get drunk at all which seemed amazing considering my friends drank the same and they were wasted (btw WHY! WHY do they insist on putting lighted candles on a table with drunk and thus judgementally impaired people?!?!?!, lets just say the place didn't catch on fire despite some effort on my friends behalfs) but drinking and pyromania isn't what I remember from that night.
What I'm really been hung up on is that girl in the blue outfit... a hottie by anyone's standard and if I'm not mistaken I should have gotten up since out of the 6 of us I was one of TWO single, and least drunk..
I kept watchin here trying to figure out what I should do, and she did glance at me a few times, smiled and talked to her girlfriends.
But here's the problem, I have no clue what it was that I should have done... I wanted to go over there and simply dazzle her :) but I'm a realist and plus, I've known enough women to at least know that they aren't gonna fall for a guy like me at once...I think. okay women are just complicated.
okay so here is where the good 'ole phobia kicked in and I simply couldn't do what I wanted or at least try to strike up a conversation with her. I may have only had like a 10-15% shot at her but I wouldn't minded trying despite those odds.
I'm tired of being alone, single and not by choice at all...I can't be said to be sexually active in a way because last time, was a long time ago...wow it was a century ago...awhh damn....now I feel like a loser, which I seem to be.
ah well, if this keeps up I'll be posting a lot more often here it seems.
But now I'm ready to write it here on my "secret blog" which nobody knows about apparently.
Anyway I went with some friends to a club for my first night out drinking for...well a LONG time. At that club we had some beers, some shots, more beer and more shots, I didn't get drunk at all which seemed amazing considering my friends drank the same and they were wasted (btw WHY! WHY do they insist on putting lighted candles on a table with drunk and thus judgementally impaired people?!?!?!, lets just say the place didn't catch on fire despite some effort on my friends behalfs) but drinking and pyromania isn't what I remember from that night.
What I'm really been hung up on is that girl in the blue outfit... a hottie by anyone's standard and if I'm not mistaken I should have gotten up since out of the 6 of us I was one of TWO single, and least drunk..
I kept watchin here trying to figure out what I should do, and she did glance at me a few times, smiled and talked to her girlfriends.
But here's the problem, I have no clue what it was that I should have done... I wanted to go over there and simply dazzle her :) but I'm a realist and plus, I've known enough women to at least know that they aren't gonna fall for a guy like me at once...I think. okay women are just complicated.
okay so here is where the good 'ole phobia kicked in and I simply couldn't do what I wanted or at least try to strike up a conversation with her. I may have only had like a 10-15% shot at her but I wouldn't minded trying despite those odds.
I'm tired of being alone, single and not by choice at all...I can't be said to be sexually active in a way because last time, was a long time ago...wow it was a century ago...awhh damn....now I feel like a loser, which I seem to be.
ah well, if this keeps up I'll be posting a lot more often here it seems.
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