Online dating. Every single girl (and guy) has contemplated it. Well, Celeste and I decided to bite the bullet and do it. Honestly, we didn't know why we've held back so long! Almost instantly, we were able to put forth our best features, list the qualities we want from guys, and filter out all them bad apples from the good . Gone are the days of having to painfully reject guys who approach you (that uncomfortable, sympathetic face you give to a not-so-attractive guy who taps you on the shoulder to dance). Gone are the days you ask that question: does he like me? Well, he gives me a look every time we pass through the hallways...when is going to approach me already? Online, you don't have to wait: wink at him for god's sake! And since he's on there, you know he's looking for a relationship.
All of a sudden you have CONTROL. Control over what types of guys you want to date, how you want to present yourself, how you want to approach him, and how you want to meet (meeting a guy you've met online- stay tuned). It was exhilarating. I have never dated so often and so many. Oh and ladies, they were all good on paper!
Yes, good on paper. Now the nightmare that comes with online dating. By date 3 (first is awash, you're too nervous to say you'll never see that person again or say he's the one; second is determining whether you stick it out or ditch him), you start to get this annoying feeling that there is something missing. Hello...can you say chemistry?!
All of a sudden you're asking why the hell does he talk like that? Is his neck too short for his head? Why is conversation so damn dull? Why do I feel like a crown jester trying to entertain him...heck, trying to entertain myself? Then, you think: omigosh, does he feel the same way? Am I boring him? Why isn't he calling me?
Why is this so damn hard when I controlled all the variables?!
For a control freak, having what you think is total control and then have it be taken away is much worse than never having it all.
And yet...I'm still online. Hey I'm a control freak and control is, well, my drug.
Apparently now I know the topic of my next post: Control freaks- that's why you're still single.