What Have I Done In This and A Previous Life To Deserve This?!?!

So here it is, my periodical comments on the state of dating in New York City, or as I like to call it in dating terms, the ninth level of hell...

Something keeps happening over and over again that I thought would end after high school, maybe college the latest. What is it you ask? How about the vicious cycle that is your crush on someone that doesn't want you back, and you don't want to guy/girl that is crushing on you, and all of you keep chasing after most people you can't have, like the dragon chasing the pearl. That happens so often here in New York City that I don't think there are enough lights in the city for heartbreaks. It ridiculous. And I blame it on this statistic I keep hearing that there are more women in NYC than there are men, so it creates this vortex in which men don't have to make any serious commitments because they can have their pick of any woman here, and woman lose out because we are all chasing after the same handful of good catches and everyone is miserable, except for the fleeting moments that the men are getting laid. Well, we women like getting laid too, but I think the guys are getting more notches than we are. But I digress...

So where does this leave us all? Just the fact that people I know have boyfriends/girlfriends and are actually getting married is nothing short of a miracle. Because I know so many, many other lonely people that just can't find not only the right person, but a right person. And no one puts energy into relationships anymore. You get into your first fight? No problem!! The man can just get right back out there no problem. The woman just has her booty calls and tries and tries again.

I fit into this story personally because I am hanging out right now with a nice guy, but there was one I met before him who I just have not been able to get out of my head. And my nice guy loves me, but I can't get the other guy from under my skin!! I have watched my crush flirt with other women and have died over and over wondering why it is he seems to gravitate toward these other women who obviously aren't as dope as I am. He and I have had a few conversations in which I know I have blown his mind a little. His friends have even attested as to how cool I am. I know he's attracted to me, as I am to him, so what's the problem? What is the problem??

I pray that perhaps, by some deep, deep miracle of god, mother nature, the universe and Oprah that maybe he is thinking the same thing that I am, and that is where the disconnect is coming from. Maybe he thinks that I couldn't possibly like him because I am so cool. (Did I mention how cool I am?? *smiling jokingly*) And I sit here thinking that he may like me, but he has hoards of women to choose from and there's always someone out there that has more money, connections, thinner, younger--but not cooler!! So perhaps if, just like in high school, one of his friends told me that he digs me and one of my friends told him that I dig him, perhaps we can come together. Who knows....

Please Don't

So I have recently gotten into this thing on Facebook called Flirt With Hotties. Yes, cheezy, but I have found it to be a great way to do what I like to do: meet people. And not only local people, oh no!! I prefer to meet people worldwide, which is what I have been doing since I started playing with this strangely addictive feature. I have met people in Egypt, Denmark, Croatia, Netherlands, Australia, Canada and Greece. I love it!!

But now that I get to peer into the snapshots and lives of people all over the world, I have noticed a few trends. The first one being teenagers. Yes!! There are teenagers signed up to this application, trying to flirt with (gasp!!) hotties!! Now I remember what it was like to be a teen and yes, I was trying to flirt with hotties too and that's why it scares me--because I know they're thinking the same thing I was thinking!! Anyway, I started talking about teenagers because in the photos they post of themselves, I have noticed nair a smile cracked on a considerable number of their young, supple little faces. A lot of times they don't look into the camera, either having their heads turned or wearing sunglasses. There are a lot of them (and mind you I am speaking about the men, I would not be trying to flirt with women) that have hoodies on which partially cover their faces. But the look is all the same: a generally bored or mildly angst-like look. Now how do they suppose anyone would flirt with them when they look so....oh I don't know....irritated?

And please don't get me started on the numerous pictures of middle fingers thrust at the viewer.

Now, there are another batch of pictures on here that really disturb me. And those are the pictures of men holding guns, and more specifically pointing the gun at the camera!! Oh yeah, I'd love to flirt with you you heat-packing psycho. Really!! Those are pictures to impress your dude friends, not to get the "fairer sex" to be interested in you. Do you know what that screams to me other than you are a cracker militia candidate who would probably slap his woman around? (I have yet to see anybody other than white men holding guns. And they all seem to be in the US and Canada.) You are a cracker militia candidate that would slap and shoot his woman.....and the neighbors dog if it pooped in your garden, and the guy that cut you off on the highway, and hippies, and your boss for firing you, and brown people. Yeah, any woman would be lucky to have you return her flirt.

Then there's everybody's favorite, the buff abs shot. And that's all you see in the picture. Like that's all that is meaningful about him. It brings to mind those graffiti images I used to see around NYC of a female torso with the head, arms and legs cut off, suggesting that all you need from the woman are the tits, ass and...well, you know. Now, being the boy crazy chick that I am, a tight abs shot is great to look at. But to go further, to actually wrap my head around the possibility of going for a guy like that? Hell no!! A dude like that is the same as the botox addicted, hair weaving, malnourished, lipo-happy Barbie-girl. They are too much maintenance, believe me. That is why those women and men are so very unhappy and have strings of failed relationships. With regard to the men, how the hell is he supposed to spend time with me when he needs to be in the gym twelve days a week to keep up those abs? And to have to hear a lecture about what I eat everyday, I'd be driven to jump out of a window. And god knows I am NOT fighting him for the mirror everyday. No. Mirror mine. He go play some football or watch porn or something. I'm not into the gym culture anyway, and I sure as hell am not going to go with someone that puts more energy into his own looks than into chillin' with me. Those high maintenance freaks just don't get it--they are no deeper than the drops of tears they shed when they get left over and over again.

But to end this on a high note, I did see this picture and had, just HAD to press the flirt button:

Wouldn't you??

He's a 20 year old from Croatia studying electrical engineering. Creative and smart!!

Disclaimer: Though I am very opinionated and can be blunt with what I want to say, I am being cheeky and do not mean to generalise about all gun enthusiasts, Midwesterners, Canadians, pretty boys and pretty girls.