Many many times

You know? You would think that after the many many many times I've put myself out there to get to know someone and being rejected I would have learned at 25 not to do so but apparently I haven't. At least at 25 I don't get emotional about it and don't have any regrets. I'm not good at just asking simple questions. If there is someone I find interesting and I want to get to know them more, I will say so. Actually, not really. Except for a few exceptions. One happened today and who knows. At least if I don't hear anything I will leave it alone and in a month probably forget. But if it is reciprocated, I will have a new interesting friend who's brain I can pick from. Either way, no harm, no foul. I suppose I'll be updating later as to the findings of my latest bold move. Apparently, bold is the word people use to describe me. I would prefer...well, I'm not exactly sure what I would prefer. I'm going to prayer on the Blvd today and then to see Les Miserables so it shall be interesting to say the least. Good evening blogosphere.