After a great day yesterday killing it in my job trial (haha), waxing and pampering myself because of possible rendezvous Friday 😉 and watching the most hilariously ridiculous movie (“Piranha”, seriously terrible), I climbed into my comfy bed and checked my phone, as you do, and found a text from “Dan”!
Remember Dan? The guy that I friend-zoned and his depressing, emotional responses.. Yep, that Dan. The text read; “Thought you wanted to stay friends yet I haven’t heard a thing from you..” What. Is. This. Guy!? I say “what” and not “who” because what the fuck. Is this normal? Seriously is it? Because I’m starting to feel like he’s taking it like a break-up. I don’t understand this guy at all. But I replied. All of my family and friends would say I’m “too nice”, like it’s a bad thing, well maybe it is sometimes, but I felt like replying because I kind of feel sorry for the guy thinking nobody wants him. So I wrote; “Oh sorry! I thought I’d leave it a bit since our last messages weren’t too nice. How have you been?” Right, so I have a tendency to always apologise, even to clothes racks at the shops if I bump them, but I figure it sounded simple enough and (thankfully) he hasn’t replied. Yet. Or maybe he’s making a counselling session as I’m writing this because honestly he needs it. It will help you Dan don’t knock it!
Now I want to talk about my “Sam” situation. Yes, again. I decided to talk to my older sister “Anna” last night because she was telling me that I should go on dates or at least A date and I wanted her to shut up (she talks a lot. Seriously, a lot) so I blabbed! I showed her the texts we’ve sent each other, she thought they were quite funny and witty, said I’m a “pro” at texts (idiot lol) and we came up with a simple text that I was going to send today at some point; “How’s Friday looking for you Sam?” Or something similar anyway. I don’t ever “plan” texts like this but Anna wanted to help, she would plan the entire evening if I let her!
But I woke up this morning to “How’s my future ex wife this morning?” Which made me do a little happy dance, I’ve got a huge, stupid smile on my face and for the life of me I can’t think of anything smart-arsey to say back! Sam’s turned me into a giddy, excited, teenager damnit! I need to think of something before I beg him to take the “ex” out of that haha! Get your big girl knickers on Lucy, it’s time to plan a divorce party!