Not Your Average Jane

Keeping in mind I wrote most of this last night…

One of my horoscopes today tells me to ignore all the doubts I’m having about someone… It also said that my doubts don’t even merit my concern… But another says to bring my practical side into play. That my discerning judgment is trying to tell me that something or someone in my life is definitely not okay -- but am I listening? Separate the wheat from the chaff.
And yet another said that I’m famous for my jovial generosity and open-minded spirit -- but that doesn't mean I should let anyone take advantage of my better qualities. Don't let someone take me for a ride!
I’d love to do what the first one said and be able to ignore the doubts I’m having, not just about guys, but I’m also a little hesitant about the job… Is that weird? I don’t know if I’ll enjoy it and stuff… And as for guys… There was a whole situation tonight with some of the guys we met the other night at the Firehouse. I have Jason’s phone number right and I text him when Chelle and I get to the Firehouse and then dork I am text Wade… No answer from Wade but Jason text me back that they were at Wild West (its some sort of weekly thing for them… Friday at the Firehouse and Saturday at Wild West… Craziness… Chelle and I were wondering how we never met them before this weekend… ). He was like yall should come here when you’re done there… I’m thinking more fun times along the lines of what occurred the previous night… So Chelle and I stay through No Justice and part of Brandon Rhyder’s set… We come back to mom’s and then I drive us to Wild West and I text Jason we’re on the way and when we get there I text him we’re there… He’s like I’m in the back corner… We can’t find him anywhere but we did find one or 2 of the other guys from the Firehouse and wound up hanging out with them for a few… Then we danced a little and came back to the table where the guys were to find the majority of them enthralled by some Hispanic chicks that were dressed like skanks… I’m not jealous, but if they’d had any less clothing on, they would have damn near have been naked… And they’re all up on each other dancing and all the guys are like enthralled… I don’t know about Chelle but I felt incredibly used… And not in a fun way… They pretty much ignored us in favor of the skanks… When we had been the center of their attention not 24 hours before... That’s not cool. We still haven’t seen Jason yet so we wander around a little… We realize that a bunch of people we’d seen at the Firehouse earlier were at Wild West… And I began to realize I’m entirely too old for the club scene… We come back to the guys table and they’re still all into the Hispanic chicks and then I see Jason toward the back of the group. He comes over and says hey and asks where we’ve been… We talk for not even a minute I get a hug and he’s all like I’ll be right back… Yeah that was the last I saw of him for the rest of the time we were there… We both got tired of their shit and went to the House of Pies… I always forget about how crowded it gets after all the bars close… Chelle eats like a full meal and I munch on toast and hot chocolate… We’re shooting the shit and stuff till like 3 this morning… We decided that maybe Jason’s ignoring of me (whether intentional or not) may have been some form of revenge for what happened the night before…. Or he could have just had something else to do, ya never know… Then we came back to the house and Chelle headed home… I woke up at like almost 1… Chelle called a lil while later and we visited… And then guess who started to text me? Jason. He’s all like what are you doing? (I said hanging out with my family) A few texts later he’s like I’m getting in the hottub… Dammit I thought at first it may be a booty call, then I thought maybe he wants to ask me out or apologize for last night, and now its back to being a booty call… I have never been booty texted before… I guess theres a first time for everything… Dammit man. I fibbed a lil and told him I was hanging out with my fam at least til the game started and we hadn’t hung out much lately (we really haven’t even though I live at home)… He’s all like ok, call me later… I being the idiot I am was like ok talk to ya laters… So now its kinda like what the heck? Does he want to hang out or is it a booty call? Ugh… Richelle suggested that maybe he doesn’t seem me as some random whore (ie those Hispanic girls from last night) and perhaps wants to date me? I don’t know… So yeah that’s all I got for now… Laters.

posted by Ali @ 1:59 PM