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WTF?

I've actually found someone that I want to go on dates with, introduce to the friends and fam (a standard panel of judges of course), and even let call me his girlfriend??? Question marks are necessary as I still am confused by the whole thing. Statements like, "Seriously, what am I gonna do with you?" often escape my mouth.

Yes. It's true. Not that I'm one of THOSE girls (the ones I've made fun of, a time or two) but I do in fact now have (drum roll please)...a BF. The abbreve is just way too hard to resist. Although no one else thinks anything of it, the idea of being one of those goofy girls that's referring to their gentleman caller as "my boyfriend!" all the time, makes my eyes effortlessly roll in a clockwise manner.

Looks like that whole High Maintenance thing panned out. It seems being "HM" causes a sifting effect...sifting through the definitely-not-gonna-happen's and the maybe-I'll-let-you-buy-me-another-meal's...arriving at an okay-you're-legit-I-might-like-you.

Do the anecdotes on dating (and the peculiar opposite sex) seize to exist here?
Absolutely not. If anything, this whole sitch has this blonde more confused and amused than ever!

Will I start writing about how wonderful it is to whisper sweet nothings over a candlelit dinner? I'll answer that question with another...Do I become besties with females that indulge in the Ugg/jean skirt pairing? I think not. You know me better than that. I'll be keeping most of the private detes to myself, or maybe make my blog officially "private" so that your social security number is on file if you're a "reader."

Oh and BTW (yes there is a theme going on here), For those of you that are concerned, the WTF (see post title) stands for What The Frick?! Please remember that I am a LADY...and a teacher! I'm molding the future of America for crying out loud!

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