Sunday, November 28, 2010

"Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice..."

Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice-we can't get fooled again. I sometimes wonder how George W. Bush got to be our president. What he was trying to say is, "Fool me twice shame on me." Time and time again I feel we fall for the same tricks. We get suckered into getting the VIP tickets to a show because its only $50 and you get a free key chain or upgrading to a room that is really only 10 feet bigger. Anyway, we always look back and go "I'll never do that again" and somehow we end up doing things we said "we'd never do" again and again. For instance:
Drunk Dialing
For some reason we feel the dire need to pick up the phone and talk to ex when we are way beyond intoxicated. At that moment we feel compelled to tell them we miss them, that they're the reason I decided to take 8 tequila shots in row, and that no one will ever love me like they did. The next day while dealing with a terrible hangover, we inevitably look at our phone and realize that it wasn't just a dream but we did just call our ex and make a fool of ourselves again. And every time we go out we promise it won't happen again. That we won't drink and dial but it happens.
Hooking up with an Ex
I think for some reason this one is the worst of all of them. There is the familiarity when you are with them you feel this overwhelming closeness, belonging but towards the end you realize that is just a one time thing. That they're an ex for a reason. That because maybe one night you decided to have again one to many drinks and you two were in a familiar setting things would just suddenly become normal. You promise yourself at the end of the break no more communication as you stalk his or her Facebook, drunk dial him and even text him if you see something they might enjoy. The worse is just trying to act normal with an ex when all your friends are around and this is when you become vulnerable and the hook up is inevitable. I can't tell you the number of times I wish this wouldn't had happen but it did.
Going after the same type of Guy or Girl
You promise yourself you'll do things differently that you won't date the guy with the tattoos and the motorcycle. You promise you won't go with the guy who has a long distance girlfriend. You promise yourself to be single but somehow end up in a relationship after 3 weeks of playing the single or I just got dumped card. And you fall into the same routine. Going after something that isn't there that won't ever be there that has no potential for growth but you like torture because you my friend are a masochist who loves pain and I guess in my case loves writing blogs on how I am a dumbass when it comes love.
Some might say I never learn from my mistakes but I think I've grown as a person. I think I'm finally a little more cautious, a little more resilient, and a lot more of bitch. I can't figure out how to approach anyone these days because the last year has been more painful than anything I've ever gone through. When Carlos and I broke up I felt there was going to be great things for me, a new city, new friends, school, etc. When Matt and I broke up all that new stuff wasn't new anymore it was my city, my friends, my school, my life and little by little I started to unravel without noticing for awhile. Yes, I did have someone for awhile who made me feel good but when they left the little bit of putty that was holding me together was gone, I broke. I lost everything that I felt was important and I lost track of what had brought me to Chicago in the first place. Finally, after piecing myself together for year I'm not ready for a relationship. I am not ready to go down that road of finding Mr. Right and I'm not looking for anyone or anything in particular. I just want to make sure that next time I do go down that route I will remember President Bush, "Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice-I won't be fooled again".

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