Ever since watching the film "He's Just Not That Into You" I have applied the way of thinking it suggests us girls should follow - if a guy likes you, he will tell you, he will make it happen - stop reading into stuff. Albeit the film is chick flick heaven, what with Bradley Cooper and Ben Affleck among the cast, the idea was not so stupid. I don't know if it something that is programmed into us via genetics or my too many screenings of the Notebook and Breakfast at Tiffany's but reading into stuff is like a bad addiction. You tell yourself it's stupid, you tell your friends you know it means nothing... yet, when you're sitting on facebook and the little conversation box you have been watching since he came online flashes, you can't help get butterflies.... 

And when it doesn't, some how your day seems a little worse...but you don't even like him that much? I know I don't. I mean, I don't want us to be a couple but somehow the idea of it seems appealing. It is so screwed up.

There is a whole back story here that is not complicated at all it just paints a bad image of me - putting it simply we have been engaging in casual sex for the best part of 4 months. It's not all sex, we do have a lot in common and my friends are convinced he is in love with me. But they are making that rooky mistake of reading into the little things - this bigger picture is this, he isn't interested and if I was really honest, neither am I. Yet somehow, I crave his attention.

I have decided this is very unhealthy and with the help of Ron Popes album "The New England Sessions" I have finally given myself the motivation to kick the habit. Just like giving up anything, it will be tough to start but I am convinced that, unlike giving up smoking or the time I stopped biting my nails where it was a habit of enjoyment, that this is one influenced by vampire romance novels and friends who live in that world (probably because they have boyfriends). I am not going to be that girl. I am not that girl.