Here is what I’m tired of…

I don’t like girls… at least not at first. Looking back on my history with girls, I know this. I have never liked a girl without something first. Every girl I’ve ever liked has first shown some sign of flirtation, came out and told me, “I like you”, or given me her phone number. But somehow, I always end up being the one chasing. I don’t start it, but I end up having to chase. The only exception to this was once when Caddy basically told me I should ask someone out, and even then I didn’t really like who she said I should ask out. I absolutely hate chasing. I hate the uncertainty, and I hate the wasted energy. On the other hand, no one has ever chased me. When a girl likes me, either she gets me right off the bat, or she gives up instantly. I’ve never been good enough to chase. But now, girls don’t flirt with me much, and when they do, I ignore them. And since I’ve never really liked a girl without noticing her first (by the reasons above), I think that’s pretty much it, especially since I think what I said in the previous entry isn’t going anywhere. I mean, I just don’t like girls. I don’t even look at them much, no matter how little they’re wearing. A girl really has to do something out of the ordinary for me to notice her.
One more thing about things that have been going on:  Please, don’t lead me on! Don’t open a can of worms unless you want some spaghetti!
Yip…