See, this is exactly why I didn't want ANOTHER fucking girlfriend.
I swear to God, every girl should be required to have a psychiatric evaluation. If she's crazy, they should mark her. With a scarlet letter or something. Guys should be warned. From my experience, females have a system like this. They actually warn each other about certain guys. So why are guys too stupid to band together in this fashion?
So, Sara. Yes. She's the crazy girl in question. She waited on my doorstep in the rain for 3 hours and when I got home, and found her, the first thing she says is, "I thought you were sick. Where have you been?"
"Uh. Out apparently." Obviously. Normal people would have figured this out in the first 5 minutes and went home. Or, if she was waiting purely to chew me out, she could have sat in the car. But she waited in the rain. Women. Always with the guilt trip approach.
"You didn't answer my question," she says. Futhermore, "Don't you even care that I've been standing out here for like 4 hours because I came to check on you because you sounded like you were DYING on the phone."
I knew I had forgotten something with Sara. I had yet to give her the Speech. So I did. She took it pretty hard, harder in fact than most other girls I've dated. There are many speeches given at certain intervals in a relationship. It's a system me, Poptart, Bri, and Lily devised. And all of them have fucking broken it for some person or another. At least I've remained true. At the beginning of the relationship, less than a month in and prior to any sort of physical activity, you give the 'Look, I'm not looking for anything serious right now' speech, that includes guidelines for situations where they 'wonder where you are'. Because, really, it's none of their business unless the information is volunteered. You don't have to know every detail of my day. I don't want to know every detail of yours either. Don't go through my phone. I shouldn't have to worry about leaving you in my room or around my laptop for an undisclosed amount of time. If you find something shady, obviously, it's there for a reason, so quit prying before I have to make you disappear (AS IN BREAK UP WITH THEM. I realize I have a violent reputation, so I thought that statement needed clarification). If you don't trust me, after all, what the hell do you want with me?
So, after the speech, she opens up her coat. Let me tell you, I would have been pissed too if I were a girl. I mean, she had to be freezing in what she was wearing...if you can call that wearing something. Use you imaginations. I think virgins are the biggest nymphos alive. Unlike people who've had sex, they think they're missing something by not having sex, whereas us, the non-virgin population, know better. I had to ask whatever higher power there was for strength of will. Somehow, I managed to send her home. Maybe things would have been different if we'd started dating before, but as it stands, she knew what she was getting into with my sex free lifestyle. Silly girl.
Oh, and by the way, I know you read my journal Sara. The least you could do is comment like a sweet girlfriend.
I need a Mac. :(
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