Trying to find my soulmate…one fuckboy at a time.

He might just be a fuckboy. Surfer boy, that is.

I decided somewhere along the lines that I was starting to like surfer boy. Friend will respond when I text, but otherwise I don’t hear from him. But surfer boy is an all day, every day attention type of situation.

So this past weekend, I hit up Friend to go to beach, to which he enthusiastically responded yes to. We went to beach, great time, nothing awkward. We had 2 beers, then I told him I had to go to a bbque…which, I did not mention, was at surfer boy’s house.

I showed up at surfer boy’s house and I was the only girl there. They were doing their fantasy football draft. I was having a great time helping them all pick players, then took a selfie and uploaded it to instagram. Not 2 minutes later, some chick (who does not follow me) commented “say hi to my lying boyfriend for me.” I showed surfer boy and told him he needed to handle his business.

He says they broke up 3 months ago and she’s crazy. She messaged me and said she broke up with him 1 month ago but they’ve been trying to work on it and they hung out last weekend. He told her I was a friend from high school and she specifically asked if I were going to be there and he said no.

I left his house then and that’s when I realized Friend had sent several texts to me. He wanted to hang out.

He spent the night. He left the next morning with a kiss and a promise to return so we could hang at beach.

I retrieved my car from surfer boy’s, and he must have been waiting for me, because he called right when I left. He said the girl is crazy and he blocked her, etc…asked if we were still on for the game Wed night. I told him yes.

Then I went to beach with Friend. We jumped into the ocean and held hands, but that was it. We hung at my place a while after…just as friends. Then he left for work and summer was over. Friend started his busy schedule as did I, and the situation with surfer boy is not looking great.

I did send surfer boy a text and tell him we can hang out but for now he is friendzoned. He said that’s fine, he likes me, he wants to keep hanging out.

So the game is tonight. We’ll see….but I’m not holding my breath for this one. Surfer boy may very well be a fuck boy. Friend is more but, well, I’m not sure on him, either.

But through this all, I realized that yes, dating is fun, but at the end of the day, I still want a companion. Maybe I am ready to settle down again.

So here I am, trying to find my soul mate, one fuck boy at a time.