Virginal &hearts

I decided to go to a braai at an old friends house the other night. I was rather anxious as I hadn't seen the person in a really long time but before I knew it I was in my smart car listening to the Black Keys not knowing quite what to expect. Upon arrival I was encouraged both by my friend and me to crack open a bottle of wine. The crowed comprised of a mixture of people that I was only really acquainted with on facebook and what not so I thought fuck it. New people, why not enjoy myself? So I did. But almost one bottle of wine later I found myself in a bit of a sticky situation! Attention was flowing my way rather intensely from a guy I will call "Zane" to my left.

ZANE: "So tell me a bit about yourself," he suggests whilst lighting up his 13th cigarette.
ME: "Well what do you want to know?" I ask. (Gosh what a cliche, and now that i look back on it, it sounds slightly flirtatious?)
ZANE: "Are you a virgin?" (!!??!! - this is what I see in my head)
ME: "Excuse me but that is a rather personal question." (I mean come on!)
ZANE: "Well I am"
ME: "I dont really believe you"
ZANE: "Well its true, hey dude (he calls to his friend who is adding cola to his klipdrift)I'm a Virgin hey?"
KLIPDRIFT: "Oh ya this guy is saving himself"
ZANE: "Yes I'm saving myself for you"
ME: "Oh really? Thats a bit forward don't you think?"
ZANE: "Well not really. I even had a dream about you last night. Will you come with me round the corner?"
ME: "NO! I would never go into a dark corner with you!"

At this point I get up and walk with a friend to the kitchen.
FRIEND: "Please don't hookup with him..."
ME: "Oh god no, what, is he dodge?"
FRIEND: "No I like him"
ME: "Oh"

So I basically spent the rest of the night fending Zane off with a stick and when he finally left (after first asking me to take him into town, which i replied "no") he decided to spank me. YES. SPANK. I whipped his hand away with my keys (i hope it hurt!) and looked at my friend. I looked at her and my eyes said that this guy is an asshole and its time to "like" someone else. I hope she read it in my gaze.

So this post is dedicated to those women out there who give guys the benefit of the doubt, who lower their standards to feel something. We all do it, a lot of the time without noticing. We want to feel loved. Feel apart of something but really, all the time spent running after or being with the 'ok' guy is time away from being true to yourself and maybe even from the right guy.

Just think about it. :)