I mean, I know why (because we like him, duh), but why do we not know better than to put ourselves through this?!
I remember hanging around the university library with my nose buried in books I didn't need to study, refreshing my FB page every 30 seconds, and texting people I hadn't seen in a while but really didn't care to catch up with that much anyway all because I was bored out of mind waiting for my phone to buzz with that "what are you up to?" text. I remember thinking "well, if he does message me, it's better that I'm here in town just minutes away from where he is rather than at home having to make the trip back". And the worst part is I don't remember him ever texting!!! Maybe 1 out of 10 times would I hear from him... and I still don't think we ended up seeing each other!
Ugghhh! If I only had a dollar for every hour wasted... I could have taken myself out for a nice dinner and saved myself the disappointment!
Why do we do this?! (... you guys do do this too, right?) It's so lame! So lame, that it is now forever logged in my brain as a lesson to teach my future daughter (if I have one): Do not try to fit into his schedule, he's got to fit into your's; a man who works on your time is a man worth fitting in.
... and if I have a boy, I'll teach him to never, ever, do this to a girl, EVER.