Saturday, June 02, 2007

I don't get women...

I don't get women...me included.

One of the first girls that I've seriously had a crush on since being in grad school is so damned complicated and confusing. She sends tons of mixed signals, one minute she's inviting herself over for dinner and drinks and flirting with me then she's flirting with my friends and says she's no longer single. Now I haven't heard from her in several weeks and then she writes on my facebook wall "thinkin' bout you" ........I'm so confused. She made it very clear before that she was involved with someone and now she's been thinkin' bout me? That's not something you write to a platonic friend. She makes no sense, and neither do I because despite having several very prominent STOP signs concerning her I'm still completely infatuated with her. She has this certain vibe that's completely irresistible, but I'm completely aware that she has the potential to do nothing but break my heart...but it’s still hard for me to stay away. I make no sense!


Then I'm also mad at myself for being slightly shallow, because there is this other girl who is a friend of a friend, and we've been talking back and forth via facebook. She's very conscious and dedicated to the cause, she possesses a lot of the qualities that I want in a woman, but I don't find her attractive at all, and because of that I've been hesitant to pursue anything with her (she also lives 5 hours away). But, she's confusing also because she's shy like me and therefore not very open about her feelings towards me. There have been some flirty messages, but even those are debatable. So I'm completely confused!

1 comment:

Laura Luna said...

yes, women are sooo complicates..we very much are. It's like one second we want one thing, and then the next, we are fickle creatures....but I think that's the allure of women :)

“I remember how being young and black and gay and lonely felt. A lot of it was fine, feeling I had the truth and the light and the key, but a lot of it was purely hell.” ~Audre Lorde