I hate online dating. I mean, sure, it brought me OG (was that a good thing, I’m not sure), but it’s so…awkward. Completely synthetic. You just really can’t judge chemistry through pictures. Plus, there’s always the build-up, the wonderment if you’re going to like him.
Newsflash: usually you don’t.
I’ve been on a handful of online dates. Three I didn’t like, then OG, whom I dated for 6-9 months (FTR, OG still has an online account. That boy is never settling down). I think I have been on 3 dates since then. None of whom I liked.
And then I started talking to this one boy, the boy I thought broke my heart last week…but he came back. And boy, is he back. It’s an all-day, every day type of text situation. He’s good-looking and smart and kind.
It’s just…I haven’t met him yet. He deleted his online account, said he is not a fan of online dating. That he never went on 1 date…but he wanted to hang out with me.
But he didn’t ask me out. 10 days later, I was still waiting.
And then finally, finally, he asked me out for this weekend.
I’m excited and nervous and scared. What if I don’t like him? Or, almost worse, what if I do? What if he doesn’t like me (I’ll wear a tight shirt to distract from my horrible personality)?
What if…what if…what if???
This is the problem with online dating. It takes away that magical moment you have of meeting someone for the first time. Now all we have are some witty texts, pictures, and an incredible amount of build up.
It’s a certain kind of pressure I don’t think happens when you have already seen someone face to face and know you would definitely go out with them.
So. Saturday is a thing that is happening. I cannot wait to see if I like this guy, the guy I’ve been texting nonstop for the past 10 days, the boy who finally asked me out.
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