Blargh- Boys Suck

So, this is a quick rant post- I desperately need to run some errands and do some school work (make art):

Last night Kyle was supposed to come over to my dorm. It would’ve been the 1st time we’ve seen each other since April. Fucking April. Enough said.

Frankly, I’d lost interest in the past 6 months, but I was thinking something would reignite if I saw him again, so I held out hope.

I made a date to see him last night. He was supposed to come over after going to a friend’s kid’s birthday party. I was expecting him around 7.

By 8:30 I wasn’t waiting for him any more. I had texted Noelle and she invited me to go out to Appleby’s with some friends, and I happily accepted. I left a note for Kyle on my door:

“Dear Kyle,

You were late.

I got hungry.

Get a cell phone already!

-Avah (8:30pm)”

He’s one of those people that refuses to have a cell phone.

So, of course I’m pissed. I got fucking stood up! And there was shit I would’ve done yesterday if I wasn’t expecting company at 7pm.

Luckily though, I ended up having a great night drinking and eating with my girly-pals (I even got a little drunk! It was fun! And I didn’t get dizzy! Go me! Lol.)

After Appleby’s, we hung out in Noelle’s apartment for a while, drinking some more (I discovered I don’t really like rum. Vodka is it for me).

I was tired so I headed back to my apartment at like 2. And I turned on my computer, fully expecting to find offline texts from Kyle.

And there was a whole slew of them. Apologies and shit. He didn’t get to my apartment until 10:30! And he stuck around hoping to catch me coming back from dinner. Like I would have wanted to see him then! And he even wondered where I’d went to eat so he could’ve found me.

If I wanted to be found, I would have told you.

Shit.

Now, I’m telling him that really, I don’t feel anything much anymore, since it’s been so long, and he’s like all upset that I didn’t say something sooner and that it was a waste of his time. And for me to be a woman, not a girl.

Well, gee, when you react like that, no wonder I’m nervous about talking about how I feel!

Psh. Huh.

I was giving him another chance though anyways! But he blew it. It’s not my fault. It’s not the 1st fucking time he’s done something annoying.

Fucking boys. If I didn’t crave penis and testosterone, I would totally swear them off.

Damn you all for having something I need!

Comments

  • By desire, September 23, 2007 @ 6:24 pm

    ugh. how old is he? i have come to the opinion that men don’t reach full maturity until 35, if ever.

  • By Avah, September 23, 2007 @ 6:41 pm

    He’s 32- but still shouldn’t he be at least more mature than me?

  • By Adrian Hardhand, September 23, 2007 @ 8:31 pm

    Hello Avah

    My favourite line: Maturity means one foot in the grave!

    I’m much less accepting than you. I wait a maximum of five minutes if a date is late.

    Glad to read that you had excellent adventures at camp and orgy.

    Wot, not more DS adventure!

    Yrs in pervery, Adrian

  • By Wendy, September 23, 2007 @ 8:57 pm

    Boys are dumb, no matter what the age.

  • By A, September 23, 2007 @ 9:59 pm

    What’s with all this gender bashing? Sure this guy was a total twunt and should be kicked repeatedly in the balls for pulling shit like this, but don’t hold this loser against all of us. We are not all assholes who are clearly too good for cell phones or showing up when we say we will. Not saying men, as a whole, are not fuckin idiots, but really, behavior like this is inexcusable.

    Seriously, don’t waste your time on guys like this,

    A.

  • By Joy, September 23, 2007 @ 11:38 pm

    A,
    While I decidedly get where you’re coming from, and wholeheartedly agree that there are many wonderful men out there, and am sincerely thankful for the number of excellent penis-wielding men I’ve had the privilege to be involved with, I think Avah’s entitled to her moment of gender-bashing. I mean, I’ve been known to generalize about boys being dumb, but I’m one for equal opportunity, so I often bitch about how girls are petty and catty and I frankly don’t need them. And I don’t mean either one. But it helps, sometimes.
    All that to say…it’s not personal. It’s just a thing we have to do.

  • By Callie, September 24, 2007 @ 2:13 am

    Tell him you ARE being a women: Only a girl would put up with his lame-ass crap and BS attempt to guilt you for not accepting his inadequacies as considerate date and lover. ;) *hugs*

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