WE ARE WHO WE ARE....get em' ke$ha

soooo....

my ego got a kick to the balls last week.  what had happened was i was quitting okcupid again for the millionth time and before i left i was checking out dudes who were looking at my profile.  this one dude seemed interesting.  he was all tattoos, skating and bulldog-ing.  i'm like hmmzzzz ive never dated one of those.  so i send boyfriend a message being like hey you seem cool here is my email i hate this website k bye.

boyfriend emails me back and is like i have no idea who you are so i send him a pic that was on okcupid.  he gives me his number to call him.

now...i'm kind of like creeped out by this.  truthfully i found myself getting more creeped out by online dating in general.  but its like we haven't had a conversation and now you want me to call you?!!?! i thought about it as i was driving to sissy's house.  i came to the conclusion that what do i have to lose? plus i have a way of a drive.  lets kill sometime and meet someone new...over the phone...this isnt awkward at all.

so i call random.  he is all hey bro what up yeah dude gnarly jargony.  i am eyerolling off the chain but then i stop myself because i know i speak crazy talk so let me not judge this kid.  he is driving to philly to meet friends.  i am driving to philly to stalk my sister.  WEIRD!! so we talk more nonsense...i end up at my sisters house and i bid my new phone friend adieu.  i thought ok that was cool but thought nothing of it.

this dude then proceeds to stalk my life.  he texts me that night, he texts me the next morning, he texts me later on that night.  meanwhile i am sissy-ing up and not paying any mind to my phone. i leave on saturday night to make my way home.  boyfriend is texting me asking where im going to be.  i again ignore.

sunday morning...creepo calls at 10:00am (wtf don't call me before noon please on a sunday) he calls me again while i'm watching the jets game.  he calls me that night.  i finally answer even though i'm kind of annoyed because im trying to win knives on this online auction.  we chat about nonsense once again and he asks me about facebook.  i'm pseudo on facebook so he asks me to look him up...i friend request and he says hey i will call you back im going to check you out on my phone.  boyfriend never contacts me again.

WTF?!?! i mean i know i'm not victoria secret model hot or anything but dayum i was dismissed HARD.  in one sense it was like ok this kid is cray cray calling me off the hook but then to fall off so dramatically?  am i that heinous?  do i scare off the tattoo kids with my lack of visible tattoos?  so i felt bad about myself.  then i felt bad that i gave crazy kid all this power over me to make me feel that bad. 

the universe hooked me up though.  in the middle of my pity party ke$ha's we are who we are came on.  im not going to lie...i totally had a moment.  i blasted that shit, danced as best as i could while operating a moter vehicle and gave a proverbial fuck you to tatt'd random.

moral of the story according to ke$ha.  we are who we are.  so deal.