Dateless Rage #4

Dish boy... well there isn't much to say about that one. Smoked a ton of weed and wanted nothing to do with me unless it was on his time. He made me think that maybe i could form a decent relationship. Nope. When he was done, he told me "I don't actually like you, I was just tired of not having a girl." Well Fuck you!!! I became his booty call.... classy. You were tired of not having a girl? Meaning you were tired of your special hand time and wanted someone else to do it for you. You are gross. Have fun doing it yourself because now you have nobody. Screw you.... literally. He used me like a druggie and their favorite crack pipe. See ya' at work champ. -_-

Dateless Rage #3

"B" and I broke up in January. At the beginning of February I met my Lorax (big environment buff). Lorax had the whole sweet jerk thing going on. We talked every night and texted almost all day, he told me a million time how "beautiful" i was and called me his girl. I liked that. I liked when he called me his. It made me feel like something of importance to someone...... Then he walked out too.....
The weekend before my birthday we were going to hang out while he was home from school.... I put my blue dress on and did my face all nice. I was looking good. I sat on the couch and waited.... He never showed. He never even texted me. My sister took me to dinner. I went on my date... with my sister. While at dinner I met my new coworker... Dish boy.

Dateless Rage #2

This little "rut" I've stumbled upon began about seven months ago when i started dating someone (let's call him "B" for privacy purposes). B was fun, strong, attractive....and detached. No matter what I did it was useless. We dated for about two months. He had a habit of blowing me off. One of the months we were together I saw him one time out of school.... One day... in a whole month. This would bother me but it pissed me off because he made plans with me almost every other day......... ONE TIME IN A MONTH AND I DIDN'T LEAVE HIM... I'm not sure why I didn't leave him. I'm not completely sure why I cried so hard when he left. I think It's because I can't stand watching a guy walk out. I act like i'm tough but oh do boys play my weakness like a fiddle. Screw Him.

Dateless Rage #1

What happens when a guy blows a little lady off? SHE GETS PISSED. What happens when you give a pissed off teenage girl a blog? SHE RAGES. Now, you see, for the past seven months I've been blown off more than I've actually been on a date! This angers me.
No. Scratch that.
This truly creates a fire within my stomach that i would like to shoot out of my eyes and set specific people aflame.
... THEN... dance around their flaming bodies like a Little Indian Girl on crack cocaine screaming, "SCREWWWWWWWWW YOU".... yes. yes, that would really make me happy. Thrilled honestly.
It's not just me. I know that every single girl alive has been through this. And it's grade A bullshit. I talk to a guy and he asks me if I want to go on a date/ hang out, I say yes, THEN I SIT MY HAPPY ASS ON THE COUCH AND WAIT FOR NOTHING.
I could add this to the "Douche on a Date" series except I'd have to go on the fuckin' date for it to even count!
I have become fed up. Meaning, it's time for a new blog series..... Lord have mercy.