I Feel Pimp

So as Doug stated before, I was recently been involved in a minor, nonofficial relationship with a girl that met all of my 5 standards, (see first post). Unfortunately for her, I recently had to end things. You see, I am at a new college, having just transferred, and tying myself up to this one girl so early in my tenure would just be restricting to my social life. The thought of commitment with her translated to a stoppage of my social growth at my new school.

Despite this, I couldn’t just break things off with her totally without having any alternatives. Note that I used the word ‘alternative’ and not fall back. Much like Doug, I’m not into the hook up game anymore. Sure, it is needed every so often to keep sanity, but I need to settle down and start scoping out this relationship thing that people are doing. (I've been told its becoming rather sheik) I currently have two possible alternatives. Here they are…

Mika: She is a new girl I met dancing with at a party. We were introduced from a mutual friend on Halloween. She was a nurse, and I was the doctor, so it seemed to fit perfectly. She was all over me, and I really thought that things would escalate at least a little bit. Unfortunately, a friend told me that she wasn't the hook up type. While I may have lost the battle, I certainly didn't lose the war. The next couple days were interesting as I was told of Mika’s relationship history, and personality (doesn’t just hook up, no real relationships, not too much experience). Basically, a prude. It was rather shocking. Her hips certainly didn’t lie on the dance floor. Finding out this new information pushed her to the back of my mind. She may have been pretty sexy, but it seemed like a lot of effort.

Fast forward 3 weekends, and I am dancing with my minor, unofficial relationship girl (the night her and her friend interrogated me with questions about my intentions as Doug already wrote about). While dancing, all of a sudden I see Mika undressing me with her eyes. Although I was pretty involved dancing with my other girl, Mika made continuous efforts to be near me, and make eye contact with me. I went for a little break outside the apartment with my friend, and Mika was leaving with a couple of hers. I made some cute, flirty remarks about leaving before we got the chance to dance, but she responded with something sassy about how she had to go to Wawa instead of dance. Taking this hit, I jokingly responded with “sausage egg and cheese on a croissant.” She sarcastically laughed and kept on walking.

About 10 minutes later, I was back on the dance floor, and got a text from this unknown number. It was Mika, and she had gotten my number from a friend! She was texting to confirm my order. My friend, who had told me all the information of her history with guys, was shocked by this aggressive move on her part. Later in the night, I am being questioned by my minor relationship’s friend, and I get the text for sandwich. I feel pimp because I am talking about one girl whom I’m with to this person, and then texting another girl who seems to have a crush on me, and who got me a sandwich! After leaving the minor relationship’s friend’s room with the mindset I was done with her, I texted Mika, and asked to come up to her room to enjoy that sandwich. She happily opened the door for me, I ate the sandwich, and now I have a new prospect.

In a matter of hours, my whole girl situation changed. I basically ended things with the one girl, and started things with another. We must always learn to be open to new opportunities. You never know what may happen. “When one door closes, another opens.”