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This blog/journal is no longer about movies. Who the hell cares about movies? Not me that's for sure. You came to this page to learn about my personal life, so here it comes.
So something's been nagging at my brain the past week or so. There is this girl I used to work with. We'll call her Female-S. Now Female-S is one of the coolest people known in a long time. It's disgusting how similar we are. Almost like she is a female version of myself. And that is mother-fucking frightening to me.
On the 1-10 scale she rates in the 6.5 area. She is not hot by any means. I would say that she is pretty plain looking. But there is something about her kick-ass personality that just keeps drawing me back in. I know that my friend's don't really like her, and I almost feel like if I was to be with her that I would be settling for something less than what I could get. I don't want that to come off as arrogant, but let's face it: I'm dead sexy. The ladies want me.
And of course there is a problem with this whole thing. Female-S is engaged to be married within a year or so. I bet you can guess where this is going. Female-S feels like it is not going to work out between herself and her groom-to-be. Tragic, I know. How do I know this? Well she confesses this type of thing to me all the time. I feel as if I'm the cause of their eventual break-up. Female-S even informed me that her fiance hates my guts and is jealous of me. I really couldn't care less about how he feels, so we'll keep this about myself and Female-S.
OK, intro over. Now the juicy shit. About a week ago I was awoken from my nap on a Saturday evening by a text message from Female-S. Through the exchange of few texts I learned that she was out drinking(my favorite thing to do). There was a period of about 10 minutes where she didn't reply back to me, and I almost fell asleep again. Then I get a text from Female-S saying, "Am I a good person?"
What the fuck? I will spare you with what I replied back with, but I will say that her response to my response was, "I want to see you tonight." Shit, man. I must be a good responder-type. So I get to the bar and when I get to her inside she gives me a big hug. Not like a "hey buddy!" hug, but a "you're the only person I care about right now" kinda hug.
After a weird night of drinking we drove around for a bit and she pretty much threw the whole sink at me while in the car. She kept saying how amazing she thought I was, and how gorgeous I was and all that. Then came the "I don't want to get married" rant/confession. Then we sort of made out for a little. But only for a little. After that she said, "Sorry." I said, "Are you wearing chapstick?" Female-S has Angelina Jolie-like lips. They are so incredibly sexy they make me want to die.
After that I took her home and left. Female-S has been making social/drinking life a little bit more complicated. I have to actually talk to myself to convince me that I can't and shouldn't be with her. I guess it would kind of suck if they got married and then got a divorce after a year. I would feel really bad about that. Damn you Female-S!