I spent the last few days exactly how I wanted to spend them. When I wasn't working, I spent every moment I could with my friends. Catching up, planning for the school year and learning that I am basically the one in my group that is still single. JOY!
I'm currently at Goldstein doing laundry, as my landlord is a douche and doesn't seem to care our laundry machine is broken. Whilst Facebook stalking old flames and new, Royce told me that I have a type. I was confused. I've dated a bunch of people and though they do seem to have similar qualities, I didn't really think I could qualify them under a type. To prove this to myself, I stalked a little more and popped up a whole bunch of Facebook windows. It was the scariest thing I have ever seen. They not only looked eerily similar, but they also looked like they could be brothers. Inwardly freaking out, I then discovered they all had similer interests, past times and music tastes.
The one thing that really bothers me about this, is I wonder if I am persuing the same guy over and over again. The first guy I ever liked that was under that type- am I just looking for him again? Is that a futile search? Or is it one of those weird primal instinct kind of things? Confusing.
I tend to do the same things. My friends call him the "awkwardly cute and kindof nerdy" guy. This gives me lots of hope for the future...
ReplyDeleteFor awhile it was the tall overachieving dark blonde/light brown hair boy or the extremely insecure, probably a musician boy. I definitely have types.
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