Ok. I'm gonna be shallowy honest with you. I say honest, because I'm gonna - um - be honest. I say shallowy, because it's well - fairly shallow.
I don't know about you, but I've had a few girlfriends in my time. I know what you're thinking, "Well, duh. You are so hot. Of course you've had a few hundred." That might be overstating it by - well - a few hundred. And I've noticed that Twitter and the boyfriend/girlfriend relationship has at least one thing in common.
Because of Twitter, I've got one relationship that I had back in the day when I was like nine years old on my mind. It developed fast during the bowling league me and my brothers participated in during the winter months (I know what you're thinking... "Really, I didn't think bowlers were cool enough to get girlfriends." Hey, we were cool... maybe.).
I forget the girl's name, but I do remember she was two years older than me - yaya mac daddy! This relationship was awesome. We dated for all of like a week. I thought everything was cool. Until after a week's time I tried calling her. No answer. I called again and left a message with her mom. No return call. I called again. Again no return call (again, I know what you're thinking, "STALKER.") Don't worry, I waited for a period of a few hours!
Then the day came, Saturday. The day me and my brothers bowled - the day I would see this girl, because she bowled too. We arrived at Chippewa Lanes on the south side of South Bend, Indiana. In between the first and second game, I made my move down to her lane. Her game was ending and I waited on the concourse to talk to her. She walked up to me, looked right - through me, and made her way past me to another dude. Speechless. Disappointed. Hurt. That discribed my feelings back then.
She broke up with me without actually breaking up with me. Is that really allowed? I thought we had something. I thought things were cool. I thought I was funny and personable. But for some reason, it didn't work out. And the killer was, she broke up with me without telling me, so I thought we were dating even when we really weren't. How cruel is that!? I didn't even get the, "It's not you. It's me." benefit.
Today, as I sit in front of my Twitter home page, I'm flashing back to the relationship above. I'm checking through my followers and have suddenly realized that a few of who I thought were friends are no longer following me. No warning. No explanation. It's like I was broken up with without being told. The feelings on that fateful day that described me back then, describes me now. I thought I had something. I thought things were cool. I thought I was funny and personable. But for some reason, it hasn't worked out. And the killer is today, like it was back in the day, I've been broken up with without being told, so I thought these peeps had been following me when they really weren't. And it's like THEY'RE telling ME,
"It's not me, it's you."
;)
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