Colossus
Master Don Juan
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On a date with this girl last night; met her over the weekend while hiking, really seemed to hit it off. 8.5-9, good conversations, charming, high IL, et al. I was pumped I had actually found a plate with good potential--this is rare for me.
So anyways, got her number, went out that night and things went seamlessly. Great time, good kiss close. Went out again last night.
I was looking forward to it so I think my nerves may have gotten the best of me. Things were going ok, we had a few pops, and she comes out of left field with "I dont really think we click...do you?" So I said 'well to be fair Ive only known you for a few days...I felt things were going alright'. Totally unexpected.
From that point my frame was lost; if I had much to begin with last night. My head wasnt in the right place. We went to another place down the street and she continued to chink at my armor peppering me with more personal questions-- "what do look for in a girl?", "why dont you have a gf?" "how long has it been", "wow, that's a while"..."why do you believe in this, that, describe yourself to me"...etc. Sucked. I couldnt articulate myself and just ended up looking like a clown.
We ended up making out some before I went home, but it didnt really end on a high note. Not really sure where to go from here.
This continual failure to have any genuine success with my plates is becoming discouraging. If something doesnt work out I usually just move on to the next one and learn from the situation; but when you have high hopes and they get smashed it's really a blow to the ol' self-esteem. Don Juans shouldnt feel alone, right? Well they do. I do anyways...often.
Sure, I bang girls here and there, but at the end of the day when youre lying in bed alone you start to ask yourself questions about why something meaningful continually seems to elude you. Maybe I'm just bummin'. I get this way sometimes.
So anyways, got her number, went out that night and things went seamlessly. Great time, good kiss close. Went out again last night.
I was looking forward to it so I think my nerves may have gotten the best of me. Things were going ok, we had a few pops, and she comes out of left field with "I dont really think we click...do you?" So I said 'well to be fair Ive only known you for a few days...I felt things were going alright'. Totally unexpected.
From that point my frame was lost; if I had much to begin with last night. My head wasnt in the right place. We went to another place down the street and she continued to chink at my armor peppering me with more personal questions-- "what do look for in a girl?", "why dont you have a gf?" "how long has it been", "wow, that's a while"..."why do you believe in this, that, describe yourself to me"...etc. Sucked. I couldnt articulate myself and just ended up looking like a clown.
We ended up making out some before I went home, but it didnt really end on a high note. Not really sure where to go from here.
This continual failure to have any genuine success with my plates is becoming discouraging. If something doesnt work out I usually just move on to the next one and learn from the situation; but when you have high hopes and they get smashed it's really a blow to the ol' self-esteem. Don Juans shouldnt feel alone, right? Well they do. I do anyways...often.
Sure, I bang girls here and there, but at the end of the day when youre lying in bed alone you start to ask yourself questions about why something meaningful continually seems to elude you. Maybe I'm just bummin'. I get this way sometimes.