So I'm gonna rant here about the horrible creatures called men. Seriously, who will ever understand their logic? I mean, I was perfectly fine alone, as a single, and I didn't ask for this whole pain in the the guy turned out to be.
I met him in the pub I went to with my friend. He came to me, we started talking, then he asked for my number and I gave it to him. The light in the pub was so poor I barely remembered his face and how he looked like but he was funny and seemed good looking so I thought 'well, who cares' and gave him my number.
He called the next day evening, asking if I'd like to drink some coffee with him. And I agreed, having nothing better to do. After work I went to the place we agreed to and sitting on the chair, waiting for him to come, I turned around and saw him walking to me. 190 cm tall, hair brown and a little long, freely falling on his forehead and into his eyes a bit. His clothes were on point with the white button-down shirt and jeans. He smiled at me and when he sat down I saw his blue eyes I haven't seen at the pub.
In one word, he was so handsome I actually started questioning if he was the same guy I've met that day. And of course from the confident me I turned into a mess of stuttering and all that stuff. But he was so good at handling the conversation, he joked, remembered everything I've said to him at the pub, it was amazing. Then he insisted he pays and asked if I want to go for a walk with him. I agreed because damn, you don't refuse someone like him, do you?
It was already late and I had to go home so he proposed he would drive me home but I said no so he walked me to the bus stop. Then he said it was actually surprisingly good time for him and we should meet again some time because he was having fun. I agreed and then we hugged as my bus came.
It was one week ago.
Since then I haven't seen him, I didn't receive any of his calls or messages. It's just like I hadn't met him in the first place. I mean, if you really enjoyed someone's company, wouldn't you want to meet that person again? Especially after saying so to that particular person?
So, the stupid woman I am, I wrote to him, asking if he wouldn't want to go out and drink some beer. I've done that yesterday and still didn't get any message back. Or maybe I did one - he doesn't ing care and I just made a fool of myself for thinking so much about it the whole week instead of focusing on my work.
Geez, I hate men, they're just so irresolute I can't... And they say I'm the horrible one who's deceiving guys. Well, maybe I just got a taste of my own medicine lol.
Gosh, if I sound like a frustrated 14 years old girl, then I'm sorry but I feel that way now XD I hate wasting my time on stupid guys like this.

Let me just finish it with the beautiful Andy because I need some beauty in my life to cheer me up XD