Saturday, March 6, 2010
Bidding Adieu to My Flavor of the Month
I just kissed my current flavor of the month goodbye yesterday, and I have to say that I was NOT sorry to hear him go. He was fun at first, but the more I got to know him, the whinier he became. All he ever did was complain about work and how much he hated his boss, and OMG I really couldn't care less. I mean, as we were having dinner last night, I couldn't help but wonder where the hot, sexy guy I met at Manor went. Suddenly, I was stuck with a 30-something yuppie in a tie... how boring!
It's times like this that I'm SO happy I came up with my 2-week rule... that is, I should never keep a guy around longer than 2 weeks! It may sound harsh, but I think that 2 weeks is the perfect amount of time to get to know someone. Any longer than that and the cracks in their perfect facade start showing through. After all, everyone puts their best foot forward during the first few dates, and the sex is always much more intense when you're still trying to bend over backwards (sometimes literally) to impress each other. But men at their core are extremely flawed beings, and as soon as they start feeling comfy enough to whine, burp, and/or eat garlic in front of you, it's time to kiss them goodbye!
I couldn't be less interested in a long term relationship, and baggage that clings just isn't for me. Of course, being the late bloomer that I am, once could say that I'm making up for lost time. Ever since I hit college in Ateneo, I haven't looked back. By my count, that's approximately 109 men... LOL! I don't know that I'm looking for Mr. Right, but it sure is fun trying! ;)
In other news, I spent a ridiculous amount of OT at work today. One of my little monsters glued his seatmate's skirt to her seat during arts and crafts, and while I was busy trying to unstick her, he made the other kids eat paste! It was chaos, and the principal freaked out and made me apologize to every single one of the parents who came to pick their kids up. I swear... if I didn't love these kids so much, I'd kill 'em.
I've been PMS'ing all day-- did they really have to add to the hardship? -_-
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PMS-ing? That calls for a visit to your OB G!
ReplyDelete@pam- Gawd, I really may have to since you keep bringing it up so often...
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