Monday, August 10, 2009

Playa Got Played... I think.

Actually, I'm not sure at all if that's what happened. So I go out with Amy on Sunday. I've chosen Amy to date instead of Carla (by default, really, but I probably would have chosen Amy anyway so I'm not bothered).

I asked Amy out for Sunday after a pretty good date on Friday. Things went well, but she was acting kind of peculiar during our Friday date. She kept asking me somewhat leading questions about the possibility that I might be dating other people. Here's an example: "So, Cal. I hear you're kind of a womanizer. (takes a bite of her garlic bread as I consider having some... just in case we kiss... she won't be the only one that reeks) Have I crossed paths with any of the other girls you're interested in?" Kind of a weird question from someone I've only been out with four times, right?

I think I could have kissed her after our date on Friday, but it didn't feel right so I asked if she wanted to get together on Sunday evening. I was careful to avoid suggesting anything that included vigorous activity or spending money. I didn't want to put her off by implying that I regularly fail to keep the Sabbath day holy. I said we could go to a park and feed the ducks... with bread that I did not purchase on a Sunday. Looking back, Amy seemed only moderately excited, but at the time I just wanted her to say "yes" cause I was pretty sure I could bust a womanizing move if we happened to be still be at the park after the Holy Ghost went to bed. Rumor has it the H.G. hits the sack at around midnight. Unless you're in high school. Then it's 10:30 ish.


Here's where it gets weird. Amy and I are at the park, sitting on a blanket and talking about random stuff. I keep trying to casually shift the conversation into topics slightly more "make-out friendly", like her favorite chapstick or if she has any birthmarks or skin blemishes anywhere on her body. Out of nowhere she starts asking me how I feel about where our relationship is going. Before I can even babble something remotely coherent, she starts telling me about how she received some revelation the night before about me. I decided to stop trying to talk and just let her go. I wanted to hear what the Spirit told her about me. She started talking about trees. Yup. Trees... and the elaborate root systems that enable them to stay upright even though their leaves are always trying to reach further into the heavens. I'm glad it was dark because she didn't see me rolling my eyes.

I'm not exaggerating when I say this, ok. Amy rambled for over 20 minutes about trees, roots, leaves and how our potential as humans can never be fully reached in this lifetime and our ability to love is somehow related to the pioneers and their struggle through the plains and the sacrifices they made should be on the forefront of blah blah blah. I honestly have absolutely no idea what the crap she was talking about. I called it quits and drove her home.

After I got home, I was telling Jake about it and he thinks I got played. I didn't really think about it, but I guess it makes sense. Amy's little monologue was so out of character... I think. Let's just hypothesize for a moment. What if Andrea told Carla and Amy that I was trying to decide which of them to date? Jake doesn't remember telling Andrea anything about it, but who knows what Jake let slip while he was butter in Andrea's righteous hands. What if Carla and Amy were both jerking me around just for fun? I think I got played, yo. It doesn't feel very good.

Calvin

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

It would serve you right if they were playing YOU, instead of the other way around! You'll probably be one of those guys that is still single at 40 because you are SOOOOO sure of yourself.

Holly and Rose said...

I think this blog is GREAT! I like the honest truth. And you guys are pretty decent writers.

Jody Lynn said...

you're too funny.

Lyss said...

maybe you are just overthinking the whole thing and she really wasn't playing you and you are taking it the wrong way?
just sayin.

Kristin Lee said...

In reply to your note: Someone got Dear Johned.

Are you aware that I don't care about statistics? I'm part of a group that has more girls married to their RM's then girls who's relationships just didn't work out. But I realize that it doesn't matter, I realize that sometimes it doesn't work out and I'm just going to see where it goes.

I guess if you want to continue stalking me, whatever I don't really care. Keep your stupid remarks to yourself though.

Anonymous said...

i hope you got played.

Anonymous said...

you all seem like jerks.

Angie said...

All you commenters got played.... there is no possible way that this blog is for real. I'm sorry. This has to be fiction. 21-year-old guys don't write like this. And stuff this cliche doesn't really happen in real life.

That Chick said...

wait. because she talked about trees you think you got played? i don't get it. oh well. doesn't wound like you were extremely vested in either girl anyways. plus they sound weird. so its probably going to work out better for you in the long run.

unless you go for that kind of thing... kinky. or something. lol. whatever. best of luck with that. love the blog!

Mikaela said...

Even if/though this blog is fake, the fact that someone/some people would actually take the time to write such trash is pretty pathetic. And then to go leave rude comments on other random people's blogs? Now that is low. Really, grow up a bit, will you? Thanks.

Laila Of Course! said...

Ooo, some honesty from a guy, hehe. :) And I do suppose you did get played-- and I'm sorta sorry about that. Are you still interested in her, though? Maybe she wants to keep the relationship going a bit longer-- and maybe she really likes you? Or perhaps I'm just rambling.
lol.
Be sure and pop by & enter my Say Whaat? contest! And follow! :)

-Laila
www.randomweavings.blogspot.com

Heather said...

...I truly don't understand how any of that story constitutes "played". Do you even know the definition of the word? You got dissed, sure. But not played.

Annie said...

ha, trees! seriously!?!
i don't think you got played.
stop being a womanizer though...there is such thing as karma.

Mckenzie Rose said...

I love your blog!! You guys are hilarious. All those we hate your blog probably should not waste the time reading your blog.

Steven said...

I hope you got played because the other option is pretty scary! If she was being serious about trees and roots and bark and who knows what else.... she's a wack job! Sounds like a guy of your disposition needs to go after some girls a little more rough around the edges. Not so molly mormon. There are some well rounded girls out there that care about their eternal souls without being so psycho! Good luck!

tifsong said...

this blog is pretty great. i hope the chicks you dig and dismiss don't read your posts, though. they thoroughly entertain me.

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