The Game

Been there, done that, messed around I'm having fun don't put me down. I'll never let you sweep me off my feet.

- Bulletproof


I will never be the type of girl who knows, or claims to know, how to play games. I am pretty up front about that. As smart, or sarcastic, or bitchy I can be, I will never be able to do the whole "hard to get", keep 'em in line, kind of fandango. Subtlety has never been my strong suit. HOWEVER, I definitely recommend this foolproof method, and I recommend that if you are like me, you learn it.

However, on a different note. Because I am the type of girl who doesn't really pull any punches, or enjoy the game, I've gotten my heart broken a few times. This leaves me with a whole slew of ex-boyfriends, ex-hook ups, ex-guysIwastogetherwithinhighschool, etc.

ANYONE will tell you to play hard to get, make him work for it, etc. What they won't tell you, but I will, is how rewarding it is to play the game once you no longer care. I should have prefaced before: I can't play the game when I actually like a guy. When I don't really care about him, it's easy as pie (for anyone).

The most rewarding thing in the world is that (usually) inevitable moment when you get a text from a guy who formerly had you on a string, because he just wants to catch up. At this point, you have moved on. You have probably fallen and had your heart broken by someone else. This opportunity gives you the perfect leverage for a little redemption.

The perfect example of this is my ex-whateveryouwant to call it, D. D was your typical playa, playa with whom I was totally infatuated for about a year. We texted (and even sexted) nonstop, and was constantly fucking with my emotions by picking me up and putting me back down whenever he had a new girl friend. I played it pretty cool throughout the entire thing. He considered me his "friend." This all went down my junior year in high school. We continued sporadically until the end of my senior year. Obviously, life continued.

At the beginning of this summer, D contacted me. He contacted me via facebook and via text message with the whole "hey stranger, i miss you" etcetc. I saw my opportunity and I pounced on it. I responded demurely, not enthusiastically, and have been keeping up steady contact with him (without EVER contacting him first). By this point in the summer, D is ready to take it to a level we have never even seen before, emotionally. I dreamed of this moment for SO long in high school. I never thought it would give me MORE satisfaction to turn around and say "we don't really need to do that do we?"

So here is my lesson for today: Ex-boyfriends are not always bad news. Sometimes, it is an important chance to show that you are totally and completely over someone. Obviously, only you can know if your feelings have really evaporated so tread lightly.

xoxo,
jane