So while the week was going by without anything really relevant to report, I was looking forward to my girly weekend...few drinks on Friday and an amazing invitation for a modern ballet on the Saturday. But while this was happening...guessed who texted me? No.....whoever you are thinking of...it's completely WRONG...remember...usually the guy you fancy (or you kind of expect a call from even if you do not really fancy him!) never calls you back......
No no no...my third MSF date texted me to see whether I fancied going out with him again, this time for few drinks. Ok I would be a liar if I said that I wasn't flattered....but I do not really think I can waste my time with him, while looking for the One...but how can you say it in a nice way?
That's another problem , I was waiting for this to happen....
You go out with someone, he fancies you but you don't fancy him. How can you put it in a nice way? Reality is...you cannot do it! You need to lie...or ignore the person! Luckily I used the excuse that I was really busy with work...and 'unfortunately' he left for two weeks, on holiday! So fo now the problem has been postoponed cause, somehow....I kinda of arranged to meet up with him, when he is back! But this is another story...
Sorted, in my own confused way, the problem of getting rid of a potential second date (!) I decided to go out with my Italian friend that Friday...when it did hit me that there was something wrong with me!
So my two Italian ladies friends managed to carry on the relationships with the two guys we were out with the previous Friday...one of them even travelling to Manchester to meet up with the boy the following Friday (everything is always happing on Friday in my life!)....while I was only trying to come to terms with another failure in my search for the right person to spend the rest of my life with...
I felt slightly better when all the comments about M. were not really nice: "he is really weird", "you are way too beautiful for him" (I love my girlfriends!)...."I've got the right boy for you"...WHAT? Where is he? So in all the mess of another drunken Firday night in a champagne bar, eating seefood...I managed to get another date...for the following weekend! Better than that! This is what I call destiny!
So before getting myself into even more trouble...my housemate carried me home...
And the next day (Saturday) I got ready for my date...with my gay friend. This was my tactic to make sure that I was going to keep my leg crossed....cause we had the same taste ;) !
And you know what? I discovered that men (gay men) go through the same questions, issues, problems of all of us single ladies....maybe the big difference is that they take it more lightly, they might questions themselves and the reason why someone is not calling back...but they do not OVER analyse! They just move on, quicker...much quicker!
The ballet was amazing...dinner...and a quick drink in a gay bar...I loved it! And I think I need to have more gay time to appriciate life! They are so much more easy going...and know how to have fun!
So my weekend changed the perspective of myself! I felt better with myself...and ready to keep searching, dating, making mistakes and learn from them!
Till the next time!
