don't hate the player

i was thinking that there's just no way to avoid the game. everyone says, "oh, i hate games," in terms of relationships but it's like...everybody does it. i think probably (maybe?) when it's really, really right, like when you're finally with the person you're truly meant to be with forever (if that happens), maybe there's no thought of the game because there's no time for thought because everything just falls into place and oh, what a wonderful thing that must be. but in the meantime, when do you call? how long do you wait? how much do you reveal? when do you know if he/she likes you as much as you like them? i mean people say shit all the time but it doesn't mean it's true. i learned that the hard way recently, once and for all. i don't really have any answers here but basically i've come to the conclusion that you either play the game or you don't date. that's just the way it goes. i hope someone proves me wrong soon.

i want to get into all of these things about love and how do you know when something's for real and if you end up easily getting over someone does it mean you didn't feel as intensely as you thought you did or just that you're getting older and more jaded or more accepting or more boring...but i don't have time. i'm off on a mini road trip with my british friend rachel today through friday. but i'll get to all of that, i promise. and i just want to thank everyone who's reading so far. i welcome your feedback as well. why are "good morning" and "good afternoon" basically considered greetings but "good night" is a farewell? maybe i'll just start saying "aloha." anyway it's afternoon and i leave you now, so good afternoon.

p.s: thank you to kaitlyn and arlan for the input on my blog title. and thanks to arlan for telling her friends and fans about me. i swear i have much more to say. just keep coming back. :)