I liked a girl once. Everybody knew it. She started dating someone else. Everyone was afraid to tell me, so much to the point that I was hitting on her one night in front of her boyfriend. So later on they decide to tell me, and it's like, "we didn't know how you'd feel, if you'd be mad or anything". I think the guy was afraid I might want to fight him or something. My friends have weird ideas about me sometimes... But anyway, I just laughed and said, "why would I be mad? I'm a completely shallow individual and am already over it, LOL" Didn't bother me a bit and I stopped pursuing her.

Fast forward. Those two break up. I'm still KINDA interested in this girl, but not really anymore. My friend starts dating her. Again, I'm the last person to find out. Why? My friend says sort of the same thing, like he thought I would be really upset or something. What? What have I done to make my friends think I will turn into a homicidal maniac if I can't date the girl I want (and in this case, didn't even really want anymore)?

What the fuck?

Anyway, being single isn't so bad. At this point in my life having a girlfriend would mean being serious past what I am ready for. Like marriage and kids and shit. Which is why I broke up with my last girlfriend: things were moving too fast, and I wasn't ready to go there again (I'm divorced, and happily so).