Funny things happen to funny people

On saturday night, I met a girl I was destined to meet at some point. It was arranged, so to say.

I didn't get many opportunities (or rather, I didn't MAKE many opportunities) to chat to her, but when I did, I enjoyed her company, her friendly outlook on life.

The night danced on and she was flirting with everyone, including me. I liked her. Butterflies et al.

I struck up a conversation with our mutual friend, expressing my interest in this girl to which I got the following response: Shaun, she's not the long-term-relationship-kinda-girl, she's more of a party girl, so if you want her, she's more than available.. My jaw dropped.

A huge steel door dropped from the ceiling of the narrow vaulted passageway between us. My interest sagged like a walk-the-plank type plank with a fat pirate on the end.

So it got me thinking today, why? Why the sudden loss of interest after hearing she was the one-night-stand-type? And as a close friend pointed out: Why write her off based on someone else's statement?

It made me think of past relationships, it made me think of trust. Could I trust a girl who has such a reputation? It made me think of love vs. lust. Do I want to be seen as another bomb icon on the hood of her tight air-frame? Do I want to come across as a guy who's just out to shag? No! I want the whole deal, Serious Sam I am.

FFS, why does life, love and maybe even lust have to be so complicated for me. Anyway, clear points arose: Don't be so quick to judge, Listen to uncle Jay when he says: Don't believe everything you hear or read if it doesn't agree with your own common sense, and of course: Lighten the fuck up and find out for myself.