stop waiting for him to text or call.

WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING? (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!)

This douche bag, who shouted from the rooftops that he wanted us to always be honest with each other, is the WORST communicator EVER! Why can’t guys say “I don’t want to see you anymore.” That’s all you have to say, FYI… Because the emotional torment we gals cause ourselves is 100 million times worse than anything a guy could ever do or say! I promise you! JCOTC!!!

Honestly the only reason I’m upset is because I’ve been dumped by a super H-O-T younger guy who is fair to medium well in bed. (Lots of potential though…) Why can’t I move along? Because I’m nine years older than him and I’m having an aging anxiety attack, I think.

I’m so pissed at myself! I am as productive as I would be if I were frozen in a block of ice.

Ok, thank you for letting me vent.

Why????? He’s a nice guy, he hasn’t done anything bad to me but he’s not treating me the way I want to be treated! I could be doing so many things besides draggin’ ass waiting for him to call:

Finish my book (HELLO? My life dream…could start my career? I’m almost finished…HELLO??)

Get on my elliptical (I’m a skinny fat person…I’m really out of shape and I hate the way I look right now!)

Scan photos for my FB page

Organize closet and drawers (I’m overwhelmed with clutter.)

Practice my dance routine (My showcase is in three weeks!!)

Return calls to my REAL friends

Since I watched “He’s Just Not That Into You”, I now have a visual of what desperation looks like (Gennifer Goodwin’s character) and I DON’T LIKE WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! But that’s exactly what I’m doing right now…

What the f am I doing? I did a pro/con list about this boy and the only things I liked were that he was hot, a foot taller than me, hot, two times my weight, hot, “feisty”, hot and inked (A LOT)....oh and he is also hot.

I’m staring at my BB like it’s going to reveal the mysteries of the world to me. Geesh.