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he’s just not that into you. huh. now what?
7.11.09 @ 22:28
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The boy you love, the one you dream of and make future plans with (in your head) is not into you. Ouch. After disecting and probing and crying you realize its true. He doesn’t see the charismatic, fantasitc, witty at the perfect moments, nurturing and perfect for him side of you. His loss. Duh. Right. His major loss. Now that you’ve admitted it life can move forward. You’ve made the most important step towards recovery.
We all handle disappointments differently. If you’re like me you hold in your devastation until it does a number on your innards and you’re stomach is a rolling, boiling volcano. I hope most of you are NOT like me. Perhaps your pillow does double duty; kissing and killing practice. Crying is so, TYPICAL but as long as the guy doesn’t see it go ahead and indulge. There is the sad, mopey ‘i’m a teenager in mourning’ music which I can’t say I’ve ever done before but hey no judgement. Whatever way we get through the unavoidable crushing of our hearts is okay unless it involves a gun, or a knife, or…you know what let me just put a disclaimer out there and say under no circumstance do I endorse the use of a weapon to ease the pain of a broken heart. *Loop hole alert* (By definition of weapon I mean any object used to inflict bodily harm.)
We are girls and we will get our hearts broken. The alterantive is we become cold hearted *&%$#@ and that is a sorry way to go. Little piece of advice: boys don’t actually like cold hearted *&^%$#@. Really not attractive. Yes we will be hurt and we will get over it. Wanna know why? There is always another guy. Always. And likely the male that inflicted the damage was not Mr. Right anyway. So easy to say. Yes I know but I speak from experience. The best piece of advice someone gave me when I was crying my eyes out sigh-I hate being typical) was this: there is a guy out there that will love everything about me. They will think I’m awesome and perfect for them.
Good advice. Why do we settle for someone that is kinda into us. One that sorta digs us. UGH. Its pathetic. We all do it and I’ll tell you why. We’re just not sure there is another guy. We don’t really believe the world has another offerring. We accept and we settle because we doubt. Sorting through boys is normal just as its normal for them to sort through us. Dating is like a really good sale. You have to dig through a lot of stuff before you find the perfect item. We wouldn’t buy an outfit that wasn’t our size just because it looks good. No, we sort through the selection until we find the perfect item. And if nothing fits? Wait for the next sale.

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