The matter of spontanity

I was supposed to sleep, but still the only one thing that was spinning around my thoughts was: is it really that simple? 

I closed all my doors, and didn't opened it.  Yes it was a metafora. I didn't know how to handle these kind of things. Dating. Why is it something that a lot of ppl get so excited about? Why we all picture it as a most perfect meet up we will ever experience? In case it will turn into a nightmare, it is just experienced as a 'not meant to be'-thing.

The past weeks i have been taught: the matter of spontaneity. If everything is supposed to be spontaneous, why i would exactly know what is going to happen? Isn't it something that is supposed to be in an unexpected way? 

And a lot of girls question. When do i turn into a slut. Getting lead with someone comes in hands with the expectation of losing the feeling being respected? Or it is just a rumor spreading across the girls, get sick of this rumor, and then get healthy again. After months or -in worse case- years. 

Expectation leads to the biggest mistakes ever. Expect  THE  perfect Guy.  Expect THE  perfect kiss. Expect THE   perfect date and expect THE   perfect sex. 

Can it really screw up something that we just rather pretend as it never happened or is it a sign of letting know: something is not supposed to happen. Unless it is spontaneous.