I just... I don't know why I agreed to another date with this boy.
Why is he so clueless.
10 minutes before we are supposed to meet, he is telling me some story about how his laptop broke, and so he'll be bringing his car, and he has to go to the Mac store, and maybe when he gets here we can decide if we'll both go to the Mac store, or what.
We??? That wasn't part of the plan! He never has a plan. Ever... well, except on date 1, and that's because someone told him what to do
or that there would be no date after that. Seriously. Every date that went well, he received coaching for
Sounds so comical now, but at the time I was like
Dude, I gotta go home!
I am sure I have said many times in the past few days that there needs to be a plan because I have things to do tonight. He'll jokingly say: I like the Carlita who's flexible
NO.
On one date, after I said this would have to be short because I have more work to do tonight, he's on the date talking about: I feel really happy around you... do you feel happy here with me? And I'm thinking: Sigh, I just... I need to go home! I.SAID!
Need to avoid that again tonight because I truly truly cannot miss this deadline. I've told him to come pick me up and we will "figure it out." There will be zero figuring out. We are going to follow our plans and then he will be dropping me off at my apartment before going to the Mac store. I will NOT go on anybody's joy ride!
On another note... the boy who light-weight rejected me 1 (2?) weekend/s ago texted me yesterday. So random.