revelation: I'm competetive. Not generic, I-have-to-win-every-game competitive, but specifically this-game-symbolizes-more-and-i-want-the-ball-in-my-court competitive.
Today I was playing chess with an ex of mine. I've only played chess a few times, and he has alot of experience, so I shouldn't have been really annoyed when I didn't win, but I was. I was soooo grumpy. I couldn't figure out why either because I usually don't care who wins at things. I don't care if you run faster or figure out crossword puzzles first.
Turns out if I used to date you and we are still on uncertain terms, I'll totally care. I'll care so much that I'll flirt and mess with your head a little just to try to even the playing field. Evil? Yes. So so evil. I'm really used to having the upper hand in relationships, and if I don't then I must regain it in other ways, be it chess or flirting.
I must win.
p.s. sunday I did not sleep. got home monday morning around 8 and slept til 2. now its 2 am tuesday and I still have to pack for our road trip to San Diego we'll be leaving for in five hours.
awessssssomeeeeeeee.
1 comment:
Hey, I can't sleep either.
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