A classy break.

Today, I broke up with someone for the first time.

Well.... not really "broke up"... but I definitely broke a boy's heart.

I tried to be as civil as a I could be. I invited him over so we could talk face to face. I explained to him why I wanted to date him but why I couldn't date him, and I tried to pin the blame on me as much as possible. "I don't feel good about it, I'm not comfortable with the idea. I'm really sorry."

He stood up, and stormed out.

I guess that there is no great way to break someone's heart, but there's the civilized way and the jerk way. And I tried my hardest to be as civil as possible. I could have actually dated him and made the process a lot harder later on. But I didn't. Because I'm a decent person. And I feel good about the way I handled things.

Now I have the crazy urge to call all the guys who ever broke up with me in a jerk-ish way. Like the guy who called me with his best friend on speakerphone and I didn't know he was there. JERK. And the guy who broke up with me in a message on Facebook. DOUBLE JERK. And every single boy who just stopped talking to me and called that a "clean break"... Look at how freakin' classy I am!

That's all.