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The Bleepin Bleep That Boys Do

Tonight on a spur of the moment adventure, me and my man friend decided to hang out. This was an exciting conquest since he had FINALLY invited me over to his house after a year of “friendship”. Unfortunately I happen to live thirty minutes away from my high school and with it, all my high school friends. But in the end I decided this was too good of an opportunity to pass up so I made the long haul into town, knowing full well that I now pay for my own gas and this would be no expensive hang out sesh.

GPS on and calculating, it declared I had arrived at my destination. Heart pounding and mind racing. In  moments I was sure to  have the one on one time with Mr.Man… and I was soooooo nervous! I text him and tell him outside his house. Now here’s where the real story begins. My phone lights up with his response and what does it say? He is no longer at home, but is now out at a restaurant with his brother. “Wanna join?”

I coulda killed.

Surprise, shock, anger, and unbelief flooded my system. Did he really just say that? Was this a joke?! Mouth hanging wide open, I quickly responded that I was at his house and I would love for him to join me, or I would gladly drive myself back home. Now upset because of my unwillingness to comply he tells me I should just go home and that he “cant believe I would do this”.

So here I am, in bed with a diet Dr. pepper to fill my sorrows. The lesson I learned tonight? I am horrible at picking boys. Undoubtedly yes, but the most important thing I learned is that guys just don’t get it sometimes. They honestly do not!

Now for all those readers out there who relate or those who have had other, also unfortunate situations with their crush I now tell you…Pick carefully! DO NOT SETTLE! Listen to your instincts. Don’t make excuses, or justify their actions. And most importantly, do not change who you are or your values to fit his.  Doing these little things will save time, money (as I learned tonight…gas isn’t cheap!) and your heart.

Now I just hope I can listen to my own advice….

Much Love,

Growing Up 18