Just being a girl...
One of the reasons for my wonderful wonderful New Years' Eve emailed me today, and for the first time put 'Miss you' at the end of the email. Is that a reasonable cause for excitement?
Didn't think so.
Although, we haven't considered the fact that I left him in Brasil - possibly the most beauty-filled country in the world, and I'm not talking panorama. Gisele is from there. Need I say more? That he's still thinking about me enough to miss my presence is pretty cool.
Do boys get this worked up over two simple words? If they did, would they ever tell you? In all honesty, I think if there was a guy willing to pour out his heart all the time, I'd probably get bored and try to make him go away. Like I did with the boyfriend of last summer who refused to let me break up with him because "it was the wrong decision". Mate, I haven't even kissed the air around your face for three weeks and you still want to be with me? Uh, no.
It's strange trying to be an 'Independent' kinda gal these days. On one hand, we don't want to rely on the opposite sex for feelings of comfort, self-worth, or security; but at the same time it's nice to have someone there to not rely on for feelings of comfort, self-worth or security.
The grass is always greener until you mow the lawn. That's what my mother says, and I believe her. But then again, she is single so...
Didn't think so.
Although, we haven't considered the fact that I left him in Brasil - possibly the most beauty-filled country in the world, and I'm not talking panorama. Gisele is from there. Need I say more? That he's still thinking about me enough to miss my presence is pretty cool.
Do boys get this worked up over two simple words? If they did, would they ever tell you? In all honesty, I think if there was a guy willing to pour out his heart all the time, I'd probably get bored and try to make him go away. Like I did with the boyfriend of last summer who refused to let me break up with him because "it was the wrong decision". Mate, I haven't even kissed the air around your face for three weeks and you still want to be with me? Uh, no.
It's strange trying to be an 'Independent' kinda gal these days. On one hand, we don't want to rely on the opposite sex for feelings of comfort, self-worth, or security; but at the same time it's nice to have someone there to not rely on for feelings of comfort, self-worth or security.
The grass is always greener until you mow the lawn. That's what my mother says, and I believe her. But then again, she is single so...
posted by KJT at 4:35 pm
1 Comments:
I almost fell off my chair laughing at the obese-person-breathing. It's scarily true, and I think one of them is sat next to me now - only she's not obese in the slightest. She just sounds like a whale.
I'm starting to learn to not trust boys for security or comfort. But like you say, it's nice to have someone there not to trust. And those two words - miss you - mean a lot. Trust me.
I think my blogg i.d. will appear, a reminiscent of the rockband that never happened. But you know who I am.
Love / Button (who is still slightly ill from that too-too rich brownie) xx
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