Fucking Jesus H. Christ I hate girls

So here's another beautiful, yet pointless story about one of my days.

I hate girls. I seriously fucking hate girls. No, wait, I love girls. Why the fuck is it so fucking complicated? Shit.

Here's the story:

There's this girl who I have really liked for a while, unfortunately she hasn't felt the same way about me, until recently, or so I thought. Lately, we have been joking about stuff a lot, but it's exactly that, nothing more than jokes. We've gotten closer and closer this year. Earlier this week, we were talking about movies. She mentioned wanting to see Garfield. I wasn't much into the movie, but I said I wanted to see it as well. We talked a little more, and then I told her that I'm going to take her to see that movie some time this week. She sounded really excited. She seemed happy. She had no objections to that whatsoever. I was thrilled! I know it wasn't much, but to get this girl to say yes to going somewhere with me was an accomplishment. I even thought that maybe, just maybe she liked me. I even set up a friend who was allowed to drive to drive us to the movies. Boy, was I stupid.

I was positive that she'd go with me. I was sure of it. I didn't know when, but I knew that she'd go with me. I was so wrong. So it's yesterday, and I call her to see if she wants to go see Garfield. She tells me that she's baby-sitting her brother and so she can't go. Legitimate excuse, I thought. I ask her about going with me over the weekend, and she (now looking back at it) reluctantly said OK. It didn't phase me in the slightest. All that mattered was that she had said yes. I didn't ask her to go with me today, cuz I thought that I might have been bugging her, so I asked her to come with me tomorrow instead. She said that tomorrow is Father's Day, so she can't go. Another legitimate excuse. I ask her for Monday, and she says she already has plans for that day. That's when it kind of hits me that she doesn't want to go with me. I asked her when a good time would be for her, and she said that she didn't know. That confirmed it. Either way, I guess I'll keep asking her until she tells me off, or says yes. Only thing I'm scared of is breaking our friendship over this. I felt stupid after talking to her this morning.

Furthermore, I think she tries to make me jealous every chance she gets. Every time I talk to her and I ask her what she has been up to, she replies with something about some other guy. Every single time. I am pretty sure that she is lying, or immensely exaggerating every time she tells me a new story. I don't know why she wants to make me jealous, but she does that to me every time now. I really wish she didn't. It makes me feel like crap.

I've felt like crap all day today. I went outside today and made a 1000 (I counted) shots to distract me from thinking about her, and lifted weights for the rest of the day. A 1000 shots may not sound like much, but it takes a hell of a long time and a lot of energy. Either way, it distracted me from thinking about her for most of the day, and I felt good coming in and thinking that I had made a 1000 shots, but now that it is night time my thoughts have gone back to her.

Well, that's the end of my absolutely pointless and pathetic story. Hope you enjoyed it. My conclusion: Girls suck sometimes.