Boys

I have a terrible, terrible track record with boys. Three official boyfriends and I still have no clue how to act around a boy I like, mainly because my relationships have been messed up. A list of my boyfriends, summarized:

-Asexual cancer survivor just out of treatment (3 months)

-Co worker who wanted to make out with me: we talked so little I was impressed he even knew my name (a week)

-Guyman, who you may remember from previous posts, only decided that he was dating me when he wanted to end it (God only knows)

Sometimes I feel like I am utterly lost in the world of boys. All of my friends tell me "You are so cute and innocent when it comes to boys." And I feel like after having three boyfriends and countless flirtations, I should have some idea of how boys work. But I don't. I have come to the conclusion that talking to boys about emotions is something like sitting down and having a chat with a dog-no offence to any boys who may be reading my blog. Once it gets into emotional territory, they recognize the tone of voice and the fact that you say their name a lot. Again, hyperbole, because I know that unlike dogs, boys eventually figure out what you said. They take their time though.

Mr. Weston, if you're reading this I hope to the heavens you are breaking the trend. I like dogs, but I'm fonder of humans to tell the truth.