Angelena and the Incessant Girlfriend
Do you know what happens when you start documenting all the of the crazy action you've been receiving? It STOPS. My mojo has come and gone, and I await the day when it will make its return.
A couple of weeks ago I couldn't go anywhere without being hit on by cute guys. Now, I only get hit on by cute guys with girlfriends. And it's not so much the girlfriend part that bothers me. It's that a guy will end up revealing it to me hours later, out of guilt or their friend accidentally spilling the fact, when they could've just said so in the beginning, thus not wasting my time.
Here's what I don't understand. If I'm in a relationship, I don't want to hang out with other guys. I want to hang out with my boyfriend. And if I'm out with my friends, and they happen to meet men, I somehow reveal in the BEGINNING of the conversation that I have a significant other so that no one gets the wrong impression. If I have a boyfriend, I don't actively engage in flirtatious conversation with other men, and I especially don't want to hang out with them at 2:30 in the morning. I assume for any person it would be the same.
I've just had my fill with guys and their girlfriends. So far I've met three, two of which I was crushing on so hard, it literally made me sad/sick when I found out they were dating other girls. Most recently, I met a guy that I connected with on a more physical than mental note. It was a total GO, and I was happy because I needed to release some sexual tension.
Then his friend blurts out, "Uh hey man, where's your girlfriend?" in which boyfriend responded, "She's out of town. That's why I'm out tonight." Then he hung his head low and things just weren't the same after that. Hey guy, you should've given your friends a heads up by advising them not to let the cat out of the bag and ruin your game!
It should be noted that, even knowing he had a gf, I still would've hooked up with him if it wasn't explicitly said. Much like the age old question, "If a tree falls, and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?" No. Same thing for feeling guilty if you're hooking up with a BF. If you don't know, then it doesn't matter. Unfortunately for me, I keep finding out.
Then…THEN I meet another drummer that's totally into me. Yes! He can't wait to rip my clothes off, and I can't wait to let him. Come to find out, he works for Brandon Walsh, Mr. I can't get a hard on for the life of me. How does that happen? It wouldn't matter if I hooked up with him, except they're sorta friends, and the least thing I need is for Drummer 2 to say to Brandon Walsh, "Yeah, I totally got down with this girl named April Smear," in which Brandon Walsh would respond, "Oh yeah, I got her off a bunch of times, but never with my dick."
No making out for hours. No sex. April's love life is officially in recess. Once it starts back up, I'll be sure to write the next entry with such fervor that my computer will explode, much like when I O. But I don't remember what that's like because the last one I had was so long ago.
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