Tonight I went to see He's Just Not Into You with a few of my favorite ladies. It's the topic at hand, I suppose. I have been craving some boy attention, even enough to try to generate it from sources that are clearly not interested. Hopefully that doesn't make me as pathetic as Gigi.
I remember seeing the preview to that movie. I was at a movie with Danny. I joked about him not being into me, about buying the book. If only I had...
...speaking of which, I've read another book by one of the authors, but not this one. I thought maybe I'd feel a little better about me, about not seeming to be able to compete for boys when I go out, but nope... all I could identify with was Gigi, and all that movie did was leave me feeling sappy and sad.
And, honestly, most of the time I'm liking the single life. I don't usually put myself first, and I think this time is good for me. But that's only most of the time, and not at this moment...
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
2 years ago
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