"I asked you about love and you told me it's a gift that some of us got and some of us missed"

I hate when guys act like jerks because you don't flirt back and/or your reaction to their flirting is sarcasm (i.e. my form of flirting), rather than eye-lash-batting and incessant giggling (i.e. the expected form of flirting which I never do).

I went to C.B.'s for dinner with my mom and sis before going to see that new Eva Longoria Parker movie (Over Her[My?] Dead Body--kind of sad, btw). I had to pee super bad so I went to the rest room as soon as they seated us and left my drink ordering up to them (I assumed [correctly] that they would order my usual beverage of choice--unsweet tea with lemon). Well, when I got back our waiter came over and asked if unsweet tea was okay with me. I said "yes," and asked if we could get some more sugar (there was only one packet and I like about 2-3. I realize this makes is sweet, but I like to order unsweet tea and add the sugar so that I can [1] control the sweetness and [2] taste the granulated sugar as I drink from my straw). Well, he said
"No." and walked away. Oookay...? Then he came back later with it and started teasing (as well as flirting with) me about how he should just give me sweet tea and why I didn't just want that since I was adding sugar anyway, etc (I gave him my reasons, albeit rather sarcastically, as that is my inclination).
Later, a particularly beat-oriented, salsa-like song came on and I was kind of seat dancing to it (you know, slight move of the shoulders, tap of the foot, etc). I'm frequently moved to do this when a song I like comes on. It's in me to want to dance. Well, he walks by and is like "I see you dancing over there!" (Wtf, way to make a girl feel awkward, dude). Anyway, after that I kind of ignored him and then he became the "What's that, you're not going to flirt with me? Fine. I didn't think you were hot, anyway" guy for the rest of the meal. It's like jeez, get over yourself. Just because I'm blond doesn't mean I'm a flirt. Just because I have boobs doesn't mean I'm easy. Just because I'm fat doesn't mean I'm desperate.
I hate when guys put up those kinds of fronts because their egos somehow got bruised. I mean come on, if you're flirting with someone you don't even know then you shouldn't take things so seriously that if the girl doesn't flirt back (or else in my case is their normal sarcastic-flirt self who's flirting style is severely misunderstood on most occasions) your ego gets bruised over it.

Other updates include....
*I was supposed to go to a conference with my mom&sis in Nashville this weekend, but we decided not to.
*We (sis/me) were supposed to get together for lunch with Donna today but plans fell through. However, we rescheduled for possibly friday of next week.
*Greg had a hot date tonight...I hope it went well. He's such a sweetheart and he deserves a great guy (although I wish I could convert him and have him all to myself lol).
*I have a crap load of hw to do this weekend. Lithography's proving to be a bit of a bitch (I ate a whole king size chocolate bar on Thurs in an attempt to raise my spirits--it didn't work). Painting's okay...but also depressing. Marriage and Family's relatively interesting. I don't really have an opinion about History.
*Haven't seen/heard from Ryan since last week. I may call him next week. Maybe.
*Haven't talked to Ira in a while, either.
*Kind of planning a get together for sometime before finals week in April. So far I'm thinking the guest list will include but not be limited to Donna & Perry, Greg, Mama, Sis, Maria, Paula, Ryan, possibly Ira, Josiah & Suzanna, possibly Cory & Jessica, Ariel, Charles, and possibly Amy.

Ugh, I have heartburn and I've no idea why. I'm poping pills then it's off to bed. Goodnight all!