Ok. So I owe you an update, right? Well here we go...
When I got into town, I was putting a lot of effort into talking to an ex-girlfriend of mine. While I knew she was flirting with one of my best friends the entire time, I elected to ignore it to see how far I could get. I had been with her a long time ago, and we had been in love. But with time, we became two completely different people. I figured out that she knew my intentions, and was actually using me for an escape from her reality, and had no intentions of actually getting intimate with me. I figured that was fine, I could game my way in, but alas! It wasn't meant to be. I called her out on her flirting, I found it weird that she acted like my best friend wouldn't tell me...
Anyway, I have since then been going out to the bars and clubs and meeting new women. And am guaranteed to go through my phone in the future and wonder immensely about all the new women's names in it. But in my outing adventures, I've learned a lot of bar etiquette, and pick up techniques that I'll be putting in a "how to" style blog soon, so don't you worry my inexperienced friends. I've gotten about ten different girls numbers in three days, but actually only got a text back from four.
I did meet one very interesting girl that I wouldn't mind finding out more about. But I expect things to fizzle out pretty quickly seeing as how I'll be in Honduras in two weeks.
What I did get to do was see my ex and her boyfriend at one of our shared friend's outings. She had asked to see me to have a conversation that would bring us to being... civil, I guess, much prior to this and I had denied it to her. But when the opportunity arose to show my face around a bunch of other people including her boyfriend, it was too much fun to pass up. It was actually...
more fun than anticipated.
She looked amazing, I won't lie, but then again so did I. I was in my prime. I got the number of one girl at the bar early on, and then hopped bars and got a few more numbers and made out with some girl I found irresistible in my drunken stupor. (My friends confirmed she actually was hot, and whether or not this was simply to spare my feelings, I may never know. Nor do I want to know...) I was contacted later that night, and a few times subsequently by my ex saying how I looked amazing and she wanted to see me again just to talk. We then proceeded to go through a ridiculously long discussion where I had to argue her out of that ridiculous idea. I had to explain, yet again, that we had nothing to talk about and that things between us were already "civil" and therefore there was nothing else to be done. And that she had a boyfriend and describing to her ex that she "needed" to see me was unhealthy and supported my theory that it was a terrible idea. She finally gave in and accepted the fact that it wasn't going to happen and we moved on.
The four girls that I was talking to got narrowed down, and now I'm going to see where it goes from here. One thing I will not be doing, is messing with any of my exes again...
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