No Dangerous Methods For Me

First of all I would like to say: AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! and WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!?!?!?! 

Seriously! For why can't things ever go my way for once? It's seriously like the gods of good times look down on me and laugh their asses off whenever I attempt to have just that.

For two weeks life has sucked for me. I reallyed need a pick me up, so I decided to check out what was going on with the Chicago International Film Festival. Ever since I moved back to Chicago, it had always been my intention to attend the film festival, but for some reason I was never able to go. So instead of waiting on people to go with me, I went on my own to go pick up tickets for Monday night's viewing of A Dangerous Method. I've mentioned before that I really wanted to see this movie. When I saw this I can honestly say this was the first time I smiled in two weeks. I felt lucky!

However, it was very unlucky for me that I was driving downtown right after work and couldn't find anywhere to park, so I had to park in the venue's expensive ass parking lot: $12 FOR 30 MINUTES! I reasoned by telling myself it was for a good cause. A Dangerous Method? Cronenberg, Mortensen, and Fassbender in one movie? I would have paid anything my account would have allowed me to pay on those tickets.

Alright, so here's what happened: I go to the venue, find the right line to purchase the tickets, tell the cashier what I want to see, when I want to see it, and how many people were coming with me (I was forcing my two of my favorite companions to see what I'm sure is a quality flick), and the cashier (in his  douchiest nicest possible voice) tells me that the show is all sold out. I freak out and tell him to check again. I know it was one of the most anticipated shows at the film festival, but I don't believe in "no", so I told him to check again. He did. There weren't anymore tickets available, and I swear that was the longest walk back to my car. I had my head down, arms swinging, and that lump in my throat started to get tighter and tighter. I was thisclose to crying. Then it dawned on me: I JUST SPENT $12 FOR 5 MINUTES OF PARKING...no fair!

Oh well! I know I'll see it eventually...

I'm Annoyed

I'm not sure if I'm annoyed because I keep asking this guy to hang out, he'll say yes then he doesn't show, or if it's because I just knew that I shouldn't have even asked him to come out in the first place. Whatever the reason, I know I'm done. 

I'm done asking guys out and ending up with a dud. I'm done meeting guys through friends and he ends up being an asshole and totally alienating me from my friends. And I'm most definitely done with talking to guys I knew when I was in LA only to have me go out to LA meet up with them and realize that I should have just stayed my ass at home. 

I'm done.

I don't know what is so hard about telling someone who's clearly into you that you're just not into them. I have done it plenty of times, but for some reason I don't know why it's so hard for punk ass men to tell you the truth up front. UGH! I hate being led on.

It's situations like this that make me cold and bitter when it comes to men. I'll meet a really nice guy, but I don't buy his nice guy act; because I'm waiting to see when he's going to flip and become the asshole that I know he really is. 

Burn after burn makes a good girl turn bad, and I'm already starting to feel bad for the next one.

It's Complicated...And I Don't Like You

I really don't get the point in facebook relationship statuses, but since I changed my status from "single" to "complicated" there has been a big...HUGE improvement in how people talk to me. 

I barely talk to anyone on facebook. I usually post majority of my blog posts as statuses, and check photos of far away cousins. The only time I'm ever really on facebook is when I'm writing on this blog or when I open a new tab and forget to logout. And I hate when I forget to log out because for some reason I get these...people, who like to fb chat about the dumbest shit.

Topics: I had a crush on you in high school, you look good, do you have a boyfriend, why you still single, you know I love  you right?, I'm sorry for that time when we argued over that thing. 

Whatever, dumbshit!

So I changed my relationship status to see if things would change, and they have. However, there is this one fellow who just doesn't get the hint. Where most have gone on to bug someone else, he still lingers in a quest to annoy the hell out of me.

Once upon a time we used to talk. Then instead of being with me he began a 2 year relationship with a good friend of mine (JOY!!!). Since they have broken up, he sends me messages, and pokes me (who still pokes people?) everyday. It's pretty annoying.

I changed my relationship status to  maybe let this dude know that my life has gone on, but nope! Instead of backing off he sends me a message asking me who am I dating? Then he sends another one telling me that if he were my man then our relationship would be "complicated" at all.

I have yet to respond to any of these messages. I don't think it's healthy to respond to stalkers. However, I do find it funny that I'm receiving the attention I want from someone I don't want it from and nothing from the people that I do like and want to talk to. UGH! That is truly the only complicated shit in my life at the moment.

pic snatched from the frisky