Frogs and toads

Today, March 31, 2006, I learned a nice French expression, which I believe there is an equivalent English one...

Il faut embrasser beaucoup de crapauds avant de trouver ton prince charmant. (You have to kiss a lot of toads before you find the right frog/Prince charming) .

Toads (I have lost count), Frogs 0.

Roman had originally expressed interest in going to Jeunesse lambda, but then when I met him at the metro, he told me that he was invited to go to a friend's house, and then to go out to Sky after. He invited me to go, and I really didn't feel like it, but I told him that I would consider it. And I did, but I realized I wasn't really in the mood for dancing, especially at the bar where last Saturday, we had our hands on each other.

I was going to call him after I finished my meal, but it so happened that the restaurant where I was eating, he was standing there with some other people. So, I went out, greeted them, and told Roman that I was tired and I didn't feel like dancing. He asked me if I was going to go to the 80's night tomorrow night, and I told him no, since I do not really like the 80's theme. I might have been able to do the dancing tonight, if a guy from speed dating wasn't there. The guy who was there, he didn't check me as a friend, so there's no point in spending an evening with someone who clearly does not want to get to know me better.

Today, I listened to a grand total of four songs: (On repeat):

1) Backstreet Boys - Get Another Boyfriend;
2) Christina Aguilera - Fighter;
3) Willa Ford - Did Ya' Understand That;
4) All 4 One - I Swear. (Which is the song that was played while Roman and I danced our slow on Saturday night.)

With song #4, the lyrics reminds me of when I meet Mr. Right, I would never break his heart.