Dear Diary,
So I have been trying things here and there to boost my confidence. Things like dressing sharp, painting my nails, dieting, exercising, etc. Most of the time I think, "It'd be really nice to meet the 'pay-off' but if nothing else, I feel good about me." It's part of that "least-expect-it" philosophy. I concentrate on me and not him. It's also a little self-indulgent...
Anyway, there does happen to be a guy who for some time now has been asking me out a lot. To karaoke, to Disney World, to whatever I think might be fun. I have always found him attractive, but he has some pretty big deal-breakers, so I haven't been all that encouraging to him. He used to do this on a weekly basis. Finally I mentioned it to a mutual friend who then explained to me that he is always misunderstood. That he isn't asking me out, but just wants to hang out. He's being "friendly." Whatever. Personally, in my head I find that hard to believe. But in my heart, I felt a little bit stupid for assuming that's what he was doing. And slightly arrogant.
But life has continued to move on, and I no longer take him seriously when he "asks" me places. And I don't feel as bad for turning him down. But I still take pleasure in his company and his smile. (I've always said I'm a sucker for a smile).
Well, the other day, I had taken my own advice of "dressing sharp" and "Friendly" could not wipe said smile off his face. In fact, he looked me up and down in perhaps one of the most blatant "check-outs" I have had in awhile. And I forgot how that felt. I like being worth a second glance. Perhaps in an ogling situation, I wouldn't quite care for it, but Friendly's was just a way of saying that I looked nice that day. Thanks Friendly, for the vote of confidence!
Now, on to whatever tomorrow holds!
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