It always happens, but I continue to try. Interestingly enough, I go in with a positive attitude and hope for the best. I did the same last night. Plans were to get some dinner and watch a movie at her place. This was an especially perfect plan since we just had 7 inches of snow dumped on us and the roads were a mess. Nevertheless, people started calling and were going out, so of course we had to join. I was disappointed and let it be known, especially since driving in bad weather when drinking is going to be done is never a good idea. Anyways, long story short I was left with her trashed group while she flirted, made out with, and fawned over her current boy she's dating. To top it off, half of the group was ignoring me because my old roommate was there and apparently has told them things about me to make them not want to talk to me. Pretty fun, stuff.
I love her to death and all I really wanted to do was to hang out with her. Talk and see what's going on in her life, tell her about what's up with me, we only got to talk a little during dinner. I guess it's just hard sometimes because our ideas of hanging out are different. I drive a half hour to see her, not watch her kiss her date across the bar. I ended up hanging out with her date's roommate the majority of the night. Beat him in cheap electronic cricket and video golfing. Yet, I couldn't but help shake the feeling that she was secretly setting us up. We ended up staying the night at their house (against my will, how uncomfortable was that?!), her passing out on the couch, the boys stumbling upstairs to their rooms and myself left awake in a random place. I knew I should have drove. Well... I should stop complaining. I put myself in that situation and well, knew it's happened before, so why wouldn't it again?
Better luck next time, I guess.
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