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candylandZOMG I JUST GOT HIT ON!!
*pant pant* Okay, back up.
Last night, we had a stirring round of Music Scene-It...which we all royally sucked at, but had fun anyway. And is it kinda sad that I'm the only one who remembered the name of the original Hanson ablum? Anyone else remember Middle of Nowhere? ...okay then 8D
Anyway, tonight we played Apples to Apples. For those who have never played, it is a most AWESOME game. It works best with a group of about six to nine people, though, so you have to plan for it. It's also one of those games where you can start playing...and the next time you look at the clock, three or four hours have whizzed by. Lots of laughs are to be had.
Actually, I'll recount my favorite A2A story--the first time I played, I was the judge and the green card I had said sensual. So everyone dug through their red cards and played words that they thought would line up with the word sensual. I remember someone played leather, someone else played Paris (I think...), and then I flipped to the last card...and it read "giant squid."
I looked around the circle in shock. "Giant squid? How the hell is giant squid sensual?"
Ryann's response was enlightening: "Tentacle porn!"
...I gave him the point.
Anyway, so we had a pretty rocking game (and when "giant squid" appeared again, the point was immediately awarded, even though "giant squid" and "goody-goody" don't really line up). Around midnight, we broke it up after we'd been playing for a few hours...and had spent a little time watching the drunk people wander in and out of the suite across the hall.
No sooner had I gotten back to my room and gotten comfortable did my sister message me and ask if I wanted to go on a snack run with her. Fortunately, Burger King is open until two AM on weekends. So we went to swing through the drive-through. The guy took our order, etc.
And as he handed me our food, he said that he and his friends were having a party later--could he get my phone number, and maybe I could come? I smiled, said no thank you, and wished him a pleasant night (I was nice about it). And he smiled back, kinda nodded, and wished me the same.
And as I rolled up the window and started driving back towards the street, it hit me: I just got hit on.
THAT. NEVER. HAPPENS.
Seriously, I am not exactly God's gift to men...in any respect, really. My luck in the romance department has been nonexistant (leaving me with a very pessimistic view of the whole affair), and I have this awful mental condition that causes all my mental functions to cease when I am randomly flirted with, leaving me unable to sense the advance for what it is. So I look like an idiot.
I...argh...my...waaaaaaaah...*headdesks*
I'm gonna be an old maid someday...only without the cats...cats kinda tend to hate me...
*pant pant* Okay, back up.
Last night, we had a stirring round of Music Scene-It...which we all royally sucked at, but had fun anyway. And is it kinda sad that I'm the only one who remembered the name of the original Hanson ablum? Anyone else remember Middle of Nowhere? ...okay then 8D
Anyway, tonight we played Apples to Apples. For those who have never played, it is a most AWESOME game. It works best with a group of about six to nine people, though, so you have to plan for it. It's also one of those games where you can start playing...and the next time you look at the clock, three or four hours have whizzed by. Lots of laughs are to be had.
Actually, I'll recount my favorite A2A story--the first time I played, I was the judge and the green card I had said sensual. So everyone dug through their red cards and played words that they thought would line up with the word sensual. I remember someone played leather, someone else played Paris (I think...), and then I flipped to the last card...and it read "giant squid."
I looked around the circle in shock. "Giant squid? How the hell is giant squid sensual?"
Ryann's response was enlightening: "Tentacle porn!"
...I gave him the point.
Anyway, so we had a pretty rocking game (and when "giant squid" appeared again, the point was immediately awarded, even though "giant squid" and "goody-goody" don't really line up). Around midnight, we broke it up after we'd been playing for a few hours...and had spent a little time watching the drunk people wander in and out of the suite across the hall.
No sooner had I gotten back to my room and gotten comfortable did my sister message me and ask if I wanted to go on a snack run with her. Fortunately, Burger King is open until two AM on weekends. So we went to swing through the drive-through. The guy took our order, etc.
And as he handed me our food, he said that he and his friends were having a party later--could he get my phone number, and maybe I could come? I smiled, said no thank you, and wished him a pleasant night (I was nice about it). And he smiled back, kinda nodded, and wished me the same.
And as I rolled up the window and started driving back towards the street, it hit me: I just got hit on.
THAT. NEVER. HAPPENS.
Seriously, I am not exactly God's gift to men...in any respect, really. My luck in the romance department has been nonexistant (leaving me with a very pessimistic view of the whole affair), and I have this awful mental condition that causes all my mental functions to cease when I am randomly flirted with, leaving me unable to sense the advance for what it is. So I look like an idiot.
I...argh...my...waaaaaaaah...*headdesks*
I'm gonna be an old maid someday...only without the cats...cats kinda tend to hate me...
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Date: 2006-09-24 07:54 am (UTC)Well, let's look at it this way; most males are not worth it anyhow. (Being of the masculine gender myself, I feel it weighs more than when a female says it, and I definitely believe it.)
Now, if you want to get into details, my girlfriend and I are both the types who are stuck thinking first, "No one would ever be interested," then "What the fk does s/he see in me, and why hasn't s/he dumped me yet?" of each other. Even after three years. Especially after three years of long distance relationship.
Summary: Most guys suck. The ones that are interested and persistant (in a nice, non-asshole way) will probably be worth it. Please be patient. SELF ESTEEM!! "Worth it" guys will go after a good personality and "average" looks rather than a really appealing body with shit for brains, especially for the long run. And seeing as how you appear to be the type to prefer good, long-term relationships over a large number of quick flings, well, patience, m'dear.
If all else fails...well, the other side might be better XD
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Date: 2006-09-24 07:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-25 02:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-25 02:35 pm (UTC)I guess I just haven't met a "worth it" guy yet. I'm not exactly a beauty (by comparison). And I do want something more than just a fling or something--maybe not right now, but at some point. I do believe in soul-mates, and I'd like to think that there's a guy/person out there somewhere just for me *sighs and daydreams*
If all else fails...well, the other side might be better XD
Yeah, pretty sure they don't like me in the romantic sense either ~.~;;
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Date: 2006-09-25 03:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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