My Dear Readers (assuming someone reads this):
i must apologize for the continuous string of rants i've been posting. i don't want to misrepresent my life, because frankly, i'm happier right now than i've been in a long, long time. i've made a lot of big decisions the last little while to make that happiness a possibility, so i'm really grateful for that. and also, my loyal readers, i owe you my honesty.
HOWEVER
allow me one last commentary on a rather negative experience. you can even ignore it and it won't hurt my feelings a bit, because i know i'm beginning to sound like a broken record. fear not, i will soon bless you with posts about rainbows and kittens. but in the meantime...
boys are horrid creatures. i say boys very deliberately, because i don't believe the word 'men' can be of much use in such situations as this. i am so unbelievably weary of guys my age (and older) who lack the communication skills or honesty or maturity to act properly in dating. these boys can't seem to grasp the concept that honesty is almost universally the solution to any issue.
you like me and want to see me again? so call me and say that.
you don't like me and never want to see me again? so...CALL ME AND SAY THAT.
you thought you liked me, and maybe even touched my leg or (GASP!) kissed me, but now you don't like me and never want to see me again? SO? PICK UP YOUR PHONE AND INFORM ME OF YOUR DECISION!
without fail, every single dating situation i've been in that has gone sour (and there are more than i care to remember), the root of the problem was always a lack of forthrightness. just say it. whatever it is cannot be anywhere near as bad as just pretending nothing ever happened.
Boys vastly overestimate how much girls really care about them. Even if i like you after a couple of dates, it doesn't mean i'm imagining us in front of the temple or coming home from the hospital after the birth of our beautiful baby boy who looks just like his daddy. in fact, i almost NEVER think about babies.
At least not since all the hubbub surrounding the birth of baby Suri died down.
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I still read your blog.
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