So I canceled the date I had with the African diplomat. We were supposed to go out this afternoon. I don't know if it was the age factor, or his annoying jargon via email, lol but I had this overwhelming urge not to go on that date. Then I was in a bookstore and picked this book called "The Science of Premonitions", flipped to a page about someone canceling a date and how it meant that they subconsciously chose not to leave the earth yet, and I was too freaked out!! LOLOL I sent him a text and said we'll have to reschedule and that was that.
Sorry, but I am just not going to go out on a date with every eligible bachelor that asks me out. I mean, the truth is there are a lot of qualified men who offer all the time, but it takes time and energy going through the getting to know you process, and truthfully I don't have the patience for all of that right now. My friends and I talk about how we are sick of dating. I guess at almost 27 years old, it's becoming redundant. I'm pretty good going steady with one person or being single unless there's a really stark connection between us and something to explore.
There's a friend of mine who lives in Jamaica who has been trying to get me to visit him for the longest, and I had considered finally visiting him while the ex was doing his disappearing act. But again, I was like - I'm not in the mood for some dude gushing over me because he knows I'm a great catch. Like what else is new? Show me something different and maybe we can have a meaningful meet up. Otherwise, right now I just can't deal with spending my good time with a perfect stranger. I'm not 17 years old anymore, pulease. Dinner and a walk through the park is bo-ring. lol I know that's harsh, and I hope I'm not becoming "bitter", but the truth is I am becoming very selective with the men I choose to spend my time with.
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