Wedding blues
Sep. 9th, 2005 05:48 pmSo. Yesterday there was this wedding of a friend of mine who also happens to be a co-worker. One with which I had a... thing with, I guess. I don't really know how to call it. We hooked up one night when I was completely drunk, next day we decided it was nothing and not to pursue it. I then discovered that he'd gotten back with his on-again-off-again girlfriend, which meant that I had effectively been the "other woman", if only for a night. He then proceeded to make things worse by telling his girlfriend that we'd hooked up. So yeah, you can see how that drama went. I was royally pissed with him, and stopped talking to him for about 2 months (which is especially hard since we work in the same room). We eventually got back to speaking terms again, but his girlfriend proceeded to hate me, for obvious reasons. So, the wedding? Very very awkward. In fact, I don't even know why I went. I think I'm a masochist or something.
So. I was sitting on this table with about 7 couples. And I realized that I'd dated 4 of the men on the table. Some for a longer time than others, some more serious than others, but still. That's more than fifty percent. I had been in bed with these people, and was now sitting on a table with them and there current girlfriends. They were all happy. And I was alone. I *hated* that wedding. I hate being lonely. I hate being alone. I especially hate being alone in a table full of couples. Happy couples. Blah.
So, yeah. I need a boyfriend. Seriously need one. And I definitely need to start fishing in a different pool...
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On another note, I have a date tonight. I wasn't sure that I was going to go on it, because this is a guy that's stood me up not once, but three times in the past. And gave me no explanation whatsoever. So yeah. Not a very good prospect there. But I really really like him. And yes, I am definitely a masochist. I'm going to die alone.
But hopefully, I won't spend tonight alone. I can't stand being alone with myself right now.
(PS: I don't remember who made these Fight Club icons that I snagged... I'll do some research and give the proper credit, promise! Tomorrow!)
So. I was sitting on this table with about 7 couples. And I realized that I'd dated 4 of the men on the table. Some for a longer time than others, some more serious than others, but still. That's more than fifty percent. I had been in bed with these people, and was now sitting on a table with them and there current girlfriends. They were all happy. And I was alone. I *hated* that wedding. I hate being lonely. I hate being alone. I especially hate being alone in a table full of couples. Happy couples. Blah.
So, yeah. I need a boyfriend. Seriously need one. And I definitely need to start fishing in a different pool...
On another note, I have a date tonight. I wasn't sure that I was going to go on it, because this is a guy that's stood me up not once, but three times in the past. And gave me no explanation whatsoever. So yeah. Not a very good prospect there. But I really really like him. And yes, I am definitely a masochist. I'm going to die alone.
But hopefully, I won't spend tonight alone. I can't stand being alone with myself right now.
(PS: I don't remember who made these Fight Club icons that I snagged... I'll do some research and give the proper credit, promise! Tomorrow!)
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on 2005-09-16 06:31 am (UTC)*hugs*