It was a stroke of luck.
Similar to sauntering throughout the mall with your girls on the weekend right after getting your refund check and ending up at the Nine West Store during winter mark downs.
It was all by accident (at least that’s what you’ll say if you find out he already tried to holla at one of your friends before trying to holla at you).
Finding a romantic interest is always hard to believe, particularly on this campus where dating seemingly is a like trying on a size six trouser pants when in fact you wear a size nine. But you do it anyway!
The time you spend alone with him usually includes cuddling, tonsil hockey and back rubs in between study breaks.
After a few more fun dates you decide you’re ready to take a bold step. Lunch. Together. In the Union, which turns out to be great once you block out the snickers and whispers from your peers who aren’t quite used to seeing you with your new beau.
These are the early stages of a relationship when you pretend you’re not really dating him, and he is still trying to figure out how to make your toes wiggle (if you know what I mean). The gray areas of ambiguity where no questions are answered until you make it official.
Be careful when you make the decision to be in a relationship making it official. The union can produce the most unfriendly behavior. You know the kind that makes you cry and snot on your new blouse right before the Perfect 10 party and you end up not making it before 10:30 p.m. to get in free.
A few months have passed and you have been seeing each other consistently about three nights a week. You think everything is cool and then he hits you with a low blow.
“I don’t think I’m ready for a serious relationship, I don’t want to be anyone’s boyfriend right now, I don’t think I’m ready for that anymore.”
And how do you take this information, by making excuses for his little sorry behind telling your girls things like “It will be fine he’s just scared.” Which really means ignore his crazy comment and continue spending all your free time crapped up in his dorm room watching him play madden with his homies because the fun dates stopped months ago.
I had some free time on my hand while writing this editorial so I looked up “I don’t think I’m ready for a serious relationship” in the dictionary, to make sure I wasn’t trippin’, but I was right. It means “I don’t think I’m ready for a serious relationship”.
Not sure what I’m getting at. Leave his indecisive behind alone. You don’t have to settle, its time for sistah’s to raise their standards in relationships, find a guy that will appreciate you for the talented queen that you are. Tell that loser to kick rocks.
Holla!!!