I was never very good at dating. I could never figure out all of the little nuances, games, flirtations that so many other girls have dialed. My theory's always been that if I can't be great at something, why do it at all. With that theory in mind, I just don't even bother with the dating games and just try to be myself. It's not a theory I would recommend per se, as I've dated a number of guys in the past year and I still continue to date.
The thing that amazes me most about dating is the fact that someone can go from 60 to 0 in the matter of a day. Most of the time, I don't clue in to the moment (thing, act etc...) where something turned. Until recently. I don't think it could have been more obvious.
I had gone on a few dates with this guy. He seemed nice enough, called me almost every day, text messaged me daily and seemed interested to my untrained eye. Then I got a text message.
The text message said that it turned out we had a few friends in common. To make a long story short, the friends were my ex brother and sister in law. After I recovered from the shock (what were the chances?) I wasn't too worried, after all, there shouldn't be any reason this should be an issue. I can't say I didn't leave the family amicably because when D walked out, I never heard from his family again. After mulling it over, I wasn't too bothered.
I saw M the next night and we laughed about the commonality and I thought that was it. Since it had been our 6th or so date, we almost kissed when we said goodnight. I say almost, because just as we were about to kiss, he started laughing. That hardly does wonders for a girl's ego, but there he was laughing in a very awkward way. I left his place with an uncomfortable feeling. Then the next day, I got an email saying that he didn't feel there was any spark or chemistry with me. Yep. This is my dating life. If nothing else, great fodder for stories!
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