Rules are made to be broken

So I was talking to one of my friends from high school today and we were catching up on each other lives. And of course we were discussing the boys that are in each other lives and I was telling her about him. I basically gave her the whole semester run down of everything that has happen to between us, the good and the bad and overall my friend was so shock at the way I was handling things. Now, let me update you guys on the "old Tamara". Back in high school, especially senior year, I guess you could call me a "pimp/player". I knew the game and played it very well I must say. Never got hurt, always did the hurting. I didn't really take any BS from no guy, because if that was the case, like my man GUCCI said "next 15 one was coming". I had so many rules when it came to boys. Only talk to a boy 3 times out the week, never saved phone number tills after we've been texting for at least a week, no emotions involves, when they started getting intotheir feelings, fall back. My friends use to call me the "female version of boys". If any of my friends had a boy problem, I had the answer to it.

What tickled my friend so much about my situation now is that I was not like the "Old Tamara" when it came to him. I changed ALL the rules up to the game. I hate to admit it but she was so right. I let my guard down with him and basically started acting like a female, with feelings and emotions and everything else. The sad thing about it is that I didn't even really notice it until she pointed it out. Now my friend asked me why after everything I told her I was still talking to him and still having him around.That wasn't like me at all. One mess up and I was done with you, I did't have time for second chances. And I had to explain it to her like this:

It's good to have some kind of rules or guidelines that you go by when it comes to boys. They are helpful when it comes to protecting yourself from getting hurt. But sometimes they are meant to be bent or broken. Especially when it's a good guy that you have. He's a nice guy. A little rough around the edges sometimes, and although he don't catch on quickly to some of the things that I want, he means well. All the little "games" and "run around" that girls go through, I don't have to. He makes it plain and clear how he feels (when I drag it out of him lol) and he means it. But overall, he's right for me. Not all guys are perfect. Even the best ones, have something that you don't agree with, but that's fine. If everything was perfect all the time, that would get boring. Sometime you need a little disagreements and problems to reassure that it is worth it. He may not understand that I need attention and that I'm an emotional person all the time, but at least he treats me right. He don't play me or is rude to me. Like I said before, he's a genuine person. Even my room mate is all for him (which is a good thing because Tara, doesn't fight for ANYONE! lol).

After explaining all this to my girl, she finally understand why I'm still involved with him. She told me "well, Tamara, it seems like you got yourself, a nice guy there. Don't mess it up." And I must say, I'm really trying hard not to :-)