Saturday, February 22, 2014

A Night in Italy

So I forced myself to go to our Midsingles dance. They played Lady Gaga Applause and some JT. They even played Billie Jean BUT that was IT. There was sooo much country I thought I might die. I keep thinking in order for Heavenly Father to bless me I have to attend these things but then I go and I don't see anyone I want to dance with. That one guy who was checking me out was good-looking but SERIOUSLY, develop some game. I tried to help out that type before and it was a disaster. I don't like playing that role. Something I'm NOT repeating.

Kristen told me there are unofficial Dees dances in Salt Lake where they play good music and the guys aren't afraid to ask you to dance AND they play good music. I wished I checked them out when I lived there. I was too involved in the Poly community and my ward filled with kids.

She's moving to South Jordan in a couple months. I wish I was moving in a couple months. Attending these things really makes me want to leave. There was some dark-haired guy checking me out. He kept following me all over the place but he didn't have the nerve to do anything about it. It was entertaining. I don't know why guys think they're being sly when they are really being obvious as hell. I'm not stupid or blind and enough men have checked me out over the years that I can tell when someone's doing that. BUT they shouldn't bother if they can't close the deal. I wasn't about to help him out. He looked good but I haaate the way he dresses AND he wouldn't talk to me although he kept following me all over the place. Confidence is very attractive to me.

Rich reminded me of how nice it is to interact with someone with a backbone. It's really not that big a deal to just talk to someone. I don't know what they think is going to happen when they do that. I think it's stupid. If I want to meet someone I will. If I get the vibe they're not interested that's enough for me to look elsewhere.

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