9:31 p.m. - 2009-12-16
ugh
So I went out last night to have drinks with this guy who works at Verizon. A white boy.
I'm not attracted to him at all and a part of me thought he realized that, I thought that maybe he just wanted to be friends.
Uh....no. Ugh...we went to a club Uptown and had a few drinks. After his 2nd or 3rd beer...he gets his liquid courage. Puke, gross, no thanks! He kept trying to kiss me and I TOLD him I didn't want to kiss him, but he didn't get the hint. It was grossing me out.
And we also went on the dance floor...ugh...don't get me started. WORST.DANCER.EVER.
I mean...he even dipped it low. He danced like a robot. A very stiff robot. He even had the nerve to tell me that he was a pretty good dancer...all while doing some tootsie roll/ butterfly type leg movement. I wanted to die. And I also wanted to kill him.
He was so fuckin touchy...I kept turning him down and he kept trying his luck!
And now its gonna be all weird cause I thought I was making a friend and some crazy part of his brain told him that he was making a love connection!
He text me this morning with a kissy face! Really?!?!? After all of the advances I turned down from you... You choose to send me a gay ass kissy face?!?
