Mrs_Goodbar28

Lyrics of a Soul
2002-09-08 09:21:32 (UTC)

The Way U Do the Things U Do

Well, the party actually turned out to be...okay! I
didn't get to dance with all the guys I wanted, but at
least I got to see them...ALL OF THEM! There was Cutie
(eventually), the Chef (who said he wouldn't be coming,
but came anyway, without his girl...hmm?, but whutever,
we're just friends, he's cool), Dimples (the cutie from
Florida I met at that party last year), and finally, the
Playa!
I was so happy to see him, even though I didn't know
anything about him, not even his name. However, I changed
that tonite. I decided to be forward (as I can be) and I
tapped him and just asked him his name. He was really
sweet, he looks like a sweetheart, but then again, he's a
football player (as I guessed), so there's no tellin whut
kind of jerk he could be.
As for Cutie, I spotted him all nite, but he swears
he didn't see me (so he claims) so we didn't get to dance
together. But, I caught him on the way out and we got
into a little bit of an argument, in which I said he must
be some kind of player if he couldn't look up my number
(b/c all this time I'd been lookin up his number and it
wasn't listed) and call me, that he wanted me to call him,
as does all his other women, I said this just to test his
game b/c he's oh so popular with the girls. And he had
the audacity to say that I WAS AFRAID OF A MAN!!! He
handed me the biggest laugh of my life when he said that
one sentence!!! I still chuckle to myself now, I can't
believe he said that, as if he knows me or something!
That sounds like something my Romantic Mishap would say,
which might make the statement seem true, but it's not, I
just have an intimacy issue, but that didn't keep me from
calling him last year. Did he ever call me back? Not
once! So whut does that say about him? That maybe, just
maybe HE'S AFRAID OF A REAL WOMAN! Oh, he doesn't know
me...YET!
Then, the whole crush I had on Dimples has officially
fizzled out. He's so incredibly, orgasmically cute, yet
he comes across as an obvious jackass, that I wouldn't
have the patience to put up with. He was there and he
pulled me to the dance floor (see, this is why I liked
him, he's a charming mutherf*cker, but that usually means
jerk in some guys) and I'm dancin with him, all into it,
then he taps me and says "okay" and just walks away. I
flipped him the bird and went elsewhere. He's not going
to make me feel worthless, he don't even know me! So,
he's written off!
And my friend the Chef, I'm glad we're past that
whole competitive phase we were in, you know, the race to
prove who wants who more. I'm happy for him, he has a
girlfriend and he finally respects her enough to claim her
as that. He used to be such an Island slut puppy, but he's
much improved, and she's a cool girl, I no longer want
to steal him from her. So, I think he'd be a good friend,
he always expresses a genuine concern for me and I
appreciate that. Also, I always thought it'd be cool to
have a good (heterosexual) male friend, just to get their
perspective on things every now and then when another
member of their gender has done something to piss me off
or confuse me (as my Romantic Mishap so often
accomplishes).
I saw a bunch of the other guys, I didn't really care
to see from last year, such as the Entertainer. He's
cool, he's funny and kind, he's just too damn old for me!
I mean, he's damn near thirty, and men of that age have a
different mentality than girls of my age (which is 19, 20
in March), they're soundin' like P. Diddy, every song "I
need a girl." Plus, he has that real freaky look in his
face that just doesn't do it for me and that nice big
round gut, I need to be turned on! By anyone I expect to
be with, they must have the ability to make me laugh, turn
me on, and indulge my intelligence at the same time.
That's why I'm so in love with my Romantic Mishap, b/c
he's the only one I've met so far that does all those
things and more. And that's also why I'm unsure of Cutie,
cuz we don't seem to hold the same interests, but I'm
gonna find out. Just to prove to him, I'm not afraid of
anything, especially not men, it's the other way around.
Afterall, I am an outspoken womanist virgin, I terrify
most guys!
Anyway, other than the people I saw, the party was a
party. I got hot and sweaty dancin to some ONLY SOME! of
my songs. I should be a DJ, I think I might be. I'll be
playin some of everything. So, I had fun, despite the
fact that I didn't get drunk I was a bit agitated by that
b/c my cuzin was wasted and it just looked like so much
fun! We (me and her/our friends) had fun standin around
the gas station afterwards talkin about the people leavin
the party. Not to mention the skanks in the wet t-shirt
contest, they were just nasty. I wouldn't have done it
unless I was guaranteed to get some money, I AIN'T SHOWIN'
MY GOODIES FOR FREE!
So, I had fun. Hopefully, I can get my hair braided
tomorrow (today) and then I'll be completely satisfied
with this weekend. We'll I'm off to fantasize about my
Romantic Mishap (or someone who appears similar to him,
perhaps Morris) in my wet dreams. Until next time, live,
love, life!




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