So I made a terrible decision to give a football player my phone number right? I thought he’d be a fun person to hang out with. He didn’t text me right away and it drove me crazy. Finally he gets to texting me and he jumps to this conclusion that we like each other. Um no, I want to be your friend. So then one day he comes over to my place. Talks up a storm. Super loud. Then he comes over again. Talks all about how a relationship with him would be really good and this and that about us being in a relationship. Then one day he basically invites himself over and well it was his birthday and well we make out. Also a terrible decision. Now he invites me to his place. Which I’ve been to twice. Watched some movies. And kissed. Ugh. What is wrong with me? He’s the only guy willing to hang out with me I guess. The other 2 guys on my radar don’t really pester me that much to hang out. So I hang with the one that wants to be around me. But so sometimes I get this vibe from him that he doesn’t like me. It’s super weird. I really try to give him the cold shoulder at work. It doesn’t do too much. But so today I really gave him a hard time and he didn’t seem happy. So I was like how much do you hate meee? And he gets all serious and is like why would I hate you? Then I had to break it down. Then he goes to study and what not. I snap chat him a ton. He opens them all. Never replies. But he makes his story like all the time. Come on dude. I don’t even like him. Like he is super annoying and ADHD or something. I’ll tell him things several times. Or it takes him awhile to acknowledge what I say or something. And then, he is studying pre-law. His career goals after college?? To be a fire fighter in Orlando. Hella what? Hella no. Homie, you are getting a great education at the University of Florida while playing a D1 sport which offers you tutoring. And you are going to go be a fire fighter? Dude. That kind of a career goal is a deterrent for me. He keeps asking me like if I like the type of body he is. Which is fat mind you. Well more husky I guess. And the answer is honestly no. He used to shave his head. Gross. Pretty sure until I told him I like the European hair style that he decided to grow it out. And then he thinks I like hockey. No, I like the solar bears because it’s Orlando’s team. I’ve never once in my life watched hockey that I can remember. I played street hockey. That was fun. But I know zero about hockey. I know of the Red Wings and the Blackhawks. The end. NHL? Honestly have no idea. He might be super nice, but like people that want to do great things with their education is maybe my biggest turn on. He even gets this for free. He’s a marine. A vet. Like the government pays for your schooling and you’re literally taking that opportunity and throwing it away. Dude. He talks about our future. Really super weird. Pretty sure he said something about being a dirty firefighter coming home after a long day all tatted up. Hella no. Take a shower. Don’t be a firefighter. And tattoos are a no go in my book. I can handle some, but not a whole sleeve. Gross. Then telling me I should get a tatt on my ass of a jalapeño. No. Oh and he showed me a text he sent to his friend, “hanging with one of my girlfriends tonight.” I’m sorry. One of? How many do you have? He claims he means friends that are girls. But if I were to say “I’m hanging with one of my boyfriends.” Like what would you think? It’s clear to me. I would most definitely say guy friends if I just meant a friend. And at least a space. Girl friend is different than girlfriend. Just saying. And the whole not snapchatting me back? Well I have this feeling that he thinks I’m smothering him. Well, I want someone to talk to 24/7 that won’t get tired of it. I want someone to pay attention to me when I feel the rest of the world isn’t. The guy I’m going to marry will do that. He’ll also want to actually go far in life. I seriously think that’s the biggest thing. Lol. I mean I’ve wanted to marry a volleyball player. I’ve wanted to marry a soccer player. But like I’ve never really wanted to marry a marine. They aren’t going anywhere in life. Or an athlete from college. The get sorry degrees and May or may not go pro. They aren’t going anywhere either. So I mean education is important and sports. But like stop being so cocky and be a friend first. End rant.