Sunday 25 September 2011

6th Grade Hottie

The Ultimate Single Gal wasn't properly born until....6th Grade Hottie.

Until that point I had been partying my weekends away (by weekend I mean Thursday through to Sundays) and encountering countless pointless guys who, although gorgeous, witty and clearly after only one thing (which hence made them a massive challenge for me), only posed as something to pass the time Monday - Thursday until I could go out and meet some more.

The texting and promises of dates (sometimes actual dates) kept me entertained for the few days it took to get from the Grand on a Sunday night, back to Marble Bar on a Thursday night where the fun, frivolity, drinking and dancing with my friends would throw up some more potential interests in the form of young, attractive males.

It was back at the Grand one Sunday evening in 2009 that I ran into someone who would end up being a pivotal character in my single years...6th Grade Hottie (his nickname will become apparent).

I was at the Grand with my friends as per usual, at the bar ordering a drink and wriggling my butt to the music in the involuntary manner that I do, when I see an attractive, VERY muscular boy looking at me out of the corner of my eye. My confidence is sky high by this stage of my single journey so I look directly at him to see whether he'd be worth my time or whether I should blatantly ignore him. At the same time he cracked a smile and yelled "Little-miss-dates-a-lot!" (well, obviously he didn't say that, he said my name, but for the purposes of protecting the identities of all the poor suckers you'll hear about through the course of this blog, I need to conceal mine also) I recognised him. 6th Grade Hottie. A boy I "dated" when I was in 6th grade. And. He. Had. Got. SERIOUSLY. Hot!!!

Naturally, parties left the bar and our bodies gravitated towards each other until we were side by side. He offered to buy me a drink but there are two things you are going to learn about me very quickly.

1. Somehow, I managed to sleep with very few of these attractive, young men who were far smarter than I at this game; and

2. I always bought my own drinks. The only free drinks I accepted were from those in the industry. Never males showing the slightest, non-platonic interest in me.

We got chatting and him, being quite drunk and probably thinking it was a pretty good line to gauge my interest, said "You broke my heart in year 6. You broke my heart!". I said "No, I didn't...", flashed him a cheeky smile and made my way back to my friends on the dancefloor.

That was my smile. I didn't care about any of them. I had been broken before and recently realised that I should use this time to see what single life is like. I had no interest in entering another relationship and here's your next lesson ladies:

It's true! Men really can smell desperation. I swear, the more successful you are in the single scene is a direct correlation to how little you are looking for a proper relationship. So the best advice I can offer you is ENJOY YOUR TIME BEING SINGLE!! In the grand scheme of things, it is a relatively small portion of your life that you get to spend single and often only once! So enjoy it! Take it all in! Learn from it! And no, I definitely do not mean sit there analysing all of your mistakes and their mistakes and the things you think were yours or their mistakes in the hopes that the answers will soon jump out at you and you will meet your soulmate. Actually, truly enjoy it for what it is. A bit of fun that doesn't really result in anything tangible at any time in the immediate future but over periods of time, and without you even noticing, it teaches you more about men and more about yourself. I can't point my finger on the lessons or the signs but eventually you learn what you want in a man and what works for you. You learn what makes a great man! Because trust me, you are going to meet a HEAP of crappy ones! Haha and the best thing you can do is beat them at their own game. And the only way to do that is NOT SLEEP WITH THEM. Honestly, when did all these girls start thinking they need to sleep with a guy to get their interest? Pfft, quickest way to lose their interest! And I'm not saying if you withhold you're definitely going to hold their interest either. Some guys are not for the taking ladies. There are a lot (and I mean A LOT) of guys out there simply enjoying their single years. And there is nothing you, or any other girl can do about that. Eventually they'll meet a girl that makes them want to stick around and just because that girl wasn't you at the time you met him doesn't mean you're any less amazing! It's all timing ladies. Like it or lump it.

I didn't see 6th Grade Hottie for the rest of the night (not that I noticed but I realised he had left not long after we bumped into each other. How did I know that? You will find out in the next instalment ; ) ).



Keep smiling beautiful ladies and I will be back with more shortly xx

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