15 August 2007, daybreak – Of rejection and realisation (part 1)

Today I came face-to-face with rejection for the 1st time in my life.
Well, the fact is I did see it coming so hey, no big surprise there.
However rejection is a very foreign concept to me.

As Stone aptly puts it, “what the queen wants, the queen gets”.
Not that I’ve been sitting pretty on a pedestal with everything served to me on a sliver platter, all my life I had to fight tooth and nails to get what I want.
I firmly believe that there is nothing I want that I can’t get, it’s how much I want it that matters.
Typical Aries mentality – the NEVER SAY DIE attitude!
But died terribly I did, blasted into a million pieces, at the break of dawn.

The rejection came about when I made an indecent proposal to Woody.
I must’ve shocked the hell outta him when I woke him up and sprang the indecent proposal on him.
Well, the plan was that whether he accepted or rejected the offer, I would still have the opportunity to scoot out of my house should things get awkward.

Anyway here’s my little speech:
“I’ve always kinda liked you.
Before you leave, I’ll like to sleep with you.
You can choose to accept or decline.
If you do decline, I’ll be most disappointed.
But whatever is the case, we’re both adults so I hope that things will not get awkward between us.”

I is so damn COOL! Well, at least that’s what I thought.

Unfortunately of course, we all knew what happened after that.
The best part… he said he was flattered.
BULLOCKS! He had better well be flattered.
As much of a deplorable lifestyle I lead, I do not and will not go around asking to sleep with any and every men.
I do draw a line at things like that.