Fat Tuesday.

Feb 25, 2009 22:53

I really shouldn't complain about someone that has a crush on me, especially since I complain so often about how many people *don't* feel that way about me, so I won't. I'll look at it from the perspective that in the last twelve months, three different girls have mentioned how fond they are of me, and as crazy as it sounds, I'm having a hard time ( Read more... )

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shaniofslut February 26 2009, 06:47:48 UTC
On the age thing (aside from the obvious, where Standards Are Standards and It's Your Right To Have Them): I have a kind of kneejerk, overblown theory that our generation was bound to be a little more conscious of age differences because we've seen so much change so fast that, beyond a certain point, someone much younger or older has practically grown up in a different world.

And while there are bound to be exceptions, and even that difference isn't insurmountable ... the world is so big. When we meet so many people, it's easier on us to narrow the field of acceptable dates from what our parents would have felt comfortable with.

End silly theorising. I'm glad you had a 'not-so-bad' Mardi Gras.

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apexsensation February 26 2009, 07:08:07 UTC
That's not a bad theory on the age subject. Honestly, I think I've always had my age theory, even before I was old enough to express it. I've always felt comfortable with people my age or younger, so that's why even dating someone a year or two older throws me off, and the same on the younger end only with a few more years of leeway. I adored a girl who I interned with in high school, only I often let our age difference psych me out, despite the nauseating amount of flirting we did with one another for a year.

I wish I could say that the Mardi Gras party were as enjoyable as I described. I came home smelling of smoke because they light cigarettes in the house and the girl with a crush on me was the only person that I knew well. Immediately her tipsy behavior spelled trouble for me. To think, I'd hoped the Rachel Getting Married evening had been forgotten as our paths hadn't crossed since. I probably didn't help when I wasn't as reluctant of a participant in her seduction as I should have.

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