Drop off the Earth ( men)

Could I treat myself any lesser? I've recently was involved in a foolish playing around dating thing with another boy who had just got out of a 2 yr relationship. I was happy, and living the free from commitment.We agreed on comfort. We agreed I would text or call him, I wanted him to text or call me back. We agreed that we would have sex. Afterall, I needed a stress reliever with my busy no life schedule. With the No Life schedule, I turned to sex to one person and one person only. I was living the dating life without any strings attach, listening to Frank Sinatra Love songs, and getting excited over text. Then slowly, without warning it ended. Calls began to become slow and text began to decrease. The invites to hang out with him on weekdays or weekends ended, and I was let with the question of "what happened?" 

Why do men decide what is right for them without any word to girls? Its already bad enough women over analyze on every word a man said's through texting, so why not choose communication? Is it better to just stopped all at once without closure? For me, I rather know my faults, so I can learn from my mistakes. 

The key was on agreeing, not completely dropping off the face of the earth. Which is why when I called him and invited him out once more, two weeks later after this mess, he still picked up the phone and was nice. Nice? ignore my call. Ignore me. after all, that is what he does best.

But, now that I clearly see he doesn't care for me, am I in the right to date his friend? Attractive man who I have a lot in common with. I guess time will answer that one for me.

Along with the "men dropping off the face of the year" topic, I would like to add in Mr.boring mentioned from my other blogs, has been slowly reaching me through facebook messages. Its funny to see someone who completely defriend me on Facebook is trying hard to come back, flirty messages, trying to see how I've been. I wrote how he completely dropped off the face of the year and is funny to have a man trying to reach me again...

A man who stopped talking. texting. messaging me, after a one hour text message fight we had during my lunch break. 4 months later... he misses me. I think I might just have fun with this game if he lets me...again!

Stage life.

Yes, yes, yes...I've been slow at blogging.
I am actually trying to catch up on my blogging but it is hard with my 6 week classes, an internship at a advertising agency, and working from 7:30 to 6 three days a week puts out my dedication for writing or dating aside.
same ol' same: my friends are traveling Europe all summer, they have been to Spain, Italy, France, Prog, Berlin, Holland..and so on. While, I was here doing paper work. But should I really complain? yes, my friends are having the time of their life, seeing the world, being amazed by the architecture and culture, and I am here: doing essays, math problem, working, interning, and living off 4 hours of sleep with red bull.
I am getting to the point: while they are discovering a new world, I am discovering me.
I have met 3 lovely girls, who are fabulous in every way, with their own mindset of thinking and each one is beautiful and ready to party.
I, myself, have discovered to keep up my writing and the style that I choose to write, while holding the structure of being a busy body. I am young, and I work a lot, but thanks to my girls, I keep the mindset of still being young, wild, and free, while being ready for the work world when I graduate.
My internship has help me gain a lot of beneficial knowledge- so far? I have created websites, hired editors and digital designers all well as picking out what goes where in ads. I have been able to do what I love, what I admire, but still is learning; copywriting for ads. This is what I am doing this summer, I am able to edit, design, brainstorm, and discover what I am good at. I've met editors, designers, accountants, film crew, audio/ radio directors, and it doesn't stop there. I've been given an opportunity and I am not going to stop.
I have party with Jaguar football players, gone on boats, party in limos, beach parties, and I've been handling the Jacksonville City party as if it was New Jersey Shore. While my friends are traveling and trying to discover whats out there, I am opening my eyes for the first time and seeing whats in my city. my world. my area.
I have no summer love. I met a fling, a short guy well built guy who was attractive and good in bed. A guy with a 3 story house by the beach, performed at bars on his free time, and takes people out on his boat. But in the end, I am not searching for a guy as this moment. I am searching for an opportunity, an opportunity that will lead me to my next chapter...
They bought a ticket to Europe, I bought a ticket to discover that the world is all a stage and it will be me who will entertain all that seeks to know for as long as I live, I choose and will, live life, MY WAY.