Last night I dreamt I was approached by a really nice guy. As to who he is meant to be in my real life is still up for discussion--he had the overall resemblance of my friend Dave but then had other characteristics of this guy I smooched once at Villanova Homecoming.
But he was pretty much a composite of a few guys I know.
He said, "I've been in love with you since the 4th grade. I think you are great." And then he kissed me.
Did I mention that he was also quite pale and had a passing resemblance to the main character in the movie "Powder"?
Has it really come to that? Am I now dreaming of albinos?
Sigh.
I had to go to an event last night and guess who was there. "It wasn't a date" guy. Yeah, so I had to walk that fine line between being rude (I do not like the fact that he doesn't like me) and being easy, breezy (like the cool, nonchalant girl every girl wants to be even though she isn't). I made small talk and then he excused himself to get a drink. Later, I saw him talking to some ugly chick from his department. I didn't want to care but I did. So in order to deal I made a little list in my head to overcome the feeling of not being liked by him. Here is that list:
1. He is losing his hair.
2. He is too young for me.
3. He will be poor for quite a few years to come and won't be able to cater to my every spending whim.
Ok, ok...the last one is kind of lame but cut me some slack. Being rejected by him was like a major leaguer striking out when they go to bat at a little league game. It wasn't supposed to happen. Anyway, last night as he walked through the room he winked at me. Now, you just don't do that. Don't wink at girls you don't like. False hope is the enemy at this point. I am redeemed by the fact that I have a pseudo-doubledate in a couple of weeks. (I am sure you have figured out by this point that my number one fault is never realizing when I am on a date or not). So we'll see what happens with that.
Excuse me as I need to look up the number for the nearest convent.
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