I first went out with Mike in February and we had been dating off and on ever since. I wasn't sure how he felt and I wasn't sure how I felt. I knew I still wanted to date other people and we never talked about being exclusive so I figured we were still dating other people. Sometimes he would call me, sometimes he wouldn't which is why I decided I would go out with other people. I wasn't just going to sit around and wait for him every night when I could be out doing something else. So the weekend before Halloween the girls next door, who are pretty much our roommates decided to throw a Halloween/Birthday party for our friend. I had already been asked out on a date for that night so I figured I would just show up late.
Tyrone came to pick me up for our date and we went to the Olive Garden. It was lots of fun. We doubled with his sister and her boyfriend. We had gone out before so we were pretty comfortable with each other which made for a relaxing evening. We started dinner kinda late so afterwards he just brought me home, although it was even later by then. I could see all the people at the party outside the house next door and on into the street. Tyrone was like, "Whoa, big party huh!?" I was just like, "Ya..." He walked me up to the door and we had our little doorstep moment. I was telling him thanks and he was asking when we could do it again, like maybe go skiing sometime... I was like sure and then I gave him a hug thanks and good-bye. While I was hugged him I looked over his shoulder and in the middle of the street watching the whole thing was Mike. Agh! Tyrone left and I just went inside and was like, "Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!" I felt so bad. After I knew that Tyrone would have been gone I decided to go out and talk to Mike just to see how he felt about it. I was just like, "Hey, uh... Sorry about that." He was like, "Ya, AWKWARD." I was like, "Ya..." a bunch of people were around so we couldn't really talk. I tried but he didn't seem to want to. So I left and went to a different party. I called him later and said, "Hey when the party is over, can we talk?" He was like, "ya."So I went back to the party and we hung out for a while there and then he was like, "Well do you want to go watch a movie at my house?" I said, "Sure."
I figured this was the perfect chance to ask him what he was thinking just so I could know where we were at in the dating thing, "Exculsive or not." I was like, "Did it bother you tonight when you saw me with that other guy?" He was like, "No." and then he changed the subject and wouldn't talk about it again! Agh! Talk about frustrating and lame. Then the rest of the night he kept bringing up, "Well don't you feel special, two dates in one night?... This is one night of action for you, two dates in one night!" And stuff like that. I was like, "Alright already! If it didn't bother you, get over it.... if it did, let's talk about it!" But he didn't want to. BOYS ARE SO FRUSTRATING!
Tyrone came to pick me up for our date and we went to the Olive Garden. It was lots of fun. We doubled with his sister and her boyfriend. We had gone out before so we were pretty comfortable with each other which made for a relaxing evening. We started dinner kinda late so afterwards he just brought me home, although it was even later by then. I could see all the people at the party outside the house next door and on into the street. Tyrone was like, "Whoa, big party huh!?" I was just like, "Ya..." He walked me up to the door and we had our little doorstep moment. I was telling him thanks and he was asking when we could do it again, like maybe go skiing sometime... I was like sure and then I gave him a hug thanks and good-bye. While I was hugged him I looked over his shoulder and in the middle of the street watching the whole thing was Mike. Agh! Tyrone left and I just went inside and was like, "Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!" I felt so bad. After I knew that Tyrone would have been gone I decided to go out and talk to Mike just to see how he felt about it. I was just like, "Hey, uh... Sorry about that." He was like, "Ya, AWKWARD." I was like, "Ya..." a bunch of people were around so we couldn't really talk. I tried but he didn't seem to want to. So I left and went to a different party. I called him later and said, "Hey when the party is over, can we talk?" He was like, "ya."So I went back to the party and we hung out for a while there and then he was like, "Well do you want to go watch a movie at my house?" I said, "Sure."
I figured this was the perfect chance to ask him what he was thinking just so I could know where we were at in the dating thing, "Exculsive or not." I was like, "Did it bother you tonight when you saw me with that other guy?" He was like, "No." and then he changed the subject and wouldn't talk about it again! Agh! Talk about frustrating and lame. Then the rest of the night he kept bringing up, "Well don't you feel special, two dates in one night?... This is one night of action for you, two dates in one night!" And stuff like that. I was like, "Alright already! If it didn't bother you, get over it.... if it did, let's talk about it!" But he didn't want to. BOYS ARE SO FRUSTRATING!
2 comments:
Yup, boys that don't talk about things are especially lame. But I think it's our lot in life as women to not expect them to. Dumb. But seriously. Two dates in one night. That is pretty sweet. I think you can hardly call yourself a dating disaster.
Mike doesn't want you to think he's jealous but obviously he is. And two dates in one night- why shouldn't he be jealous?!
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