Baby I'm Amazed by You

And not in the good Lonestar is totally singing about you kinda way.

I have decided that men amaze me. Sometimes in a good way, most often not. Yes, I am becoming very bitter. I hate that, I never thought I would be one of those people, but taking into account only the events of the last week....I deserve to be.

People who have seemingly been very interested have left me stranded not once, but twice. Ok, I know what you are saying, I let it happen to me twice, but people, it was two different situations, two different people, one outcome. Very strange.

And then of course, my constant and ever present one I am drawn to....the ultimate couple of highs, and consistant following low. This one I take the blame for. I let this happen, but the lows aren't as bad anymore because I expect them. I know I will be let down, I accept it. I still go back, its like a drug, I still want more. (And no, I have never done drugs, but like Keisha sings, its what I imagine its like.)

So, I close this week being utterly confused and really, completly ready to step out of the game for a while (except for my drug, haha, that I know I won't give up, I've tried, it doesn't work).

I'm out, and not gonna be yelling "Put me in coach!" anytime soon.

Sometimes you just need a good movie quote

Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe... it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is... just... moving on. Or maybe the happy ...ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.