Ok, so I thought that I would tell you about the boyfriend that I broke up with a couple of months ago. I've known him for years as he is a really good friend of my Crazy Ass Ex. Let me explain here, I normally have very strict rules on who I date -
1. Never date your friend's current or ex-boyfriends
2. Never date ex-boyfriend's friends
3. Never date someone who has a girlfriend (if you know, you are just as bad as the cheater)
4. Never date people with bad hygeine - cause that's just gross.
It all started in April.....I'm going to have to admit, I had been drinking (shocking, right?), and I had just gotten into another ridiculous fight with my ex, so I was feeling a little bitter at the time. It's all a little fuzzy on how it actually started but somehow BS (those are his initials, I cant think of a better name right now) and I end up making out. Now later we come to find out that we have both been attracted to each other for over a year. But since I was dating his friend there was zero chance of anything ever happening. Well, piss a girl off and things that were off the table just got put back on.
We started seriously dating after that, needless to say it ruined any friendship either of us had with The Ex. We didnt care, we were in love. He was hilarious, and I dont mean chuckle every now and then funny, I mean tears rolling down your face on an hourly basis funny. He was charming, he had a good job, he got along with my family (which is a very big deal to me, my parents have hated almost every boyfriend I've ever had), he got along with all my friends, and the sex was mind-blowing. I was turned into a bubbly, giggling, girly mess. I know you know what I mean when I say that, people in love are annoying. Annoying because we are jealous.
I thought I was in heaven, Until little things started happening, he mentioned he never wanted to be married or have kids. Now, I'm not saying that I want any of that right away, but eventually I would like to do these things. And it was constant, he just couldn't let it go. Then I found out he had these weird depressing moments that would last about a week. This may sound heartless, but I cant deal with that. I'm a very happy, social, bubbly person; I cant be tied down to someone who once a month refuses to leave the house because he's having mental PMS. It started to make me feel depressed. Eventaully, it got old. Feelings dissipated like they always do and I had to break it off. I broke his heart. That doesn't make me feel good at all.
We talk every now and then, but for the most part I disappeared from his life. I broke up with him in the beginning of October, so we were only together for about 5 months. The relationship has ruined any sort of friendship that we had before all this began, which I think is the saddest part of it all. But, lots has happened since then, so come back and read what happened to me next....
Snow White
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Has it been a year already!!!!
I know it's been awhile and we have totally been bad bloggers, especially after a very short time blogging in the first place. But Snow White is back!!! While the other two princesses are off enjoying their wonderful boyfriends, I'm still single. Now I wasn't single the whole time but we will get to that later. Quick update on Cinderella, she is actually engaged now and we are all very happy for her. She finally found the guy that she is going to spend the rest of her life with. It's actually the last guy she wrote about here on this blog. And Ariel, well she is in a relatively new relationship with a great guy that she met at school.
Now on to me, this past year has had it's ups and downs for me, I'm sure just like everyone else's. I got laid off. I made some really good friends and lost some really good friends that I regret dearly. Oh do believe I will be working on getting a few of those back. I had a great boyfriend who adored me, and I broke it off because I wasn't feeling it anymore. What do you do though? Stay when someone loves you more than you could ever love them? I just dont think that's fair to do to someone. But, I'm not looking back anymore, I'm moving forward, I'm not going to be mopey or depressing, I won't do that to you, I promise.
I do have lots of stories though to catch you up on that happened over the past year, but I think this is a good start for now. So, I'm packing 2009 away right next to 2008, hopefully 2010 will bring some good times, good friends, and fun stories, I mean what else could a princess ask for?? BTW, I start back in school January 4th, you know what that means, I'm going to be surrounded by cute younger guys who wont know what hit them when they get a hold of me. I'm not going to lie, some of them might need therapy afterwards. Oh yeah, 2010 is going to be a fun year.
Write back soon,
Snow White
Now on to me, this past year has had it's ups and downs for me, I'm sure just like everyone else's. I got laid off. I made some really good friends and lost some really good friends that I regret dearly. Oh do believe I will be working on getting a few of those back. I had a great boyfriend who adored me, and I broke it off because I wasn't feeling it anymore. What do you do though? Stay when someone loves you more than you could ever love them? I just dont think that's fair to do to someone. But, I'm not looking back anymore, I'm moving forward, I'm not going to be mopey or depressing, I won't do that to you, I promise.
I do have lots of stories though to catch you up on that happened over the past year, but I think this is a good start for now. So, I'm packing 2009 away right next to 2008, hopefully 2010 will bring some good times, good friends, and fun stories, I mean what else could a princess ask for?? BTW, I start back in school January 4th, you know what that means, I'm going to be surrounded by cute younger guys who wont know what hit them when they get a hold of me. I'm not going to lie, some of them might need therapy afterwards. Oh yeah, 2010 is going to be a fun year.
Write back soon,
Snow White
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
It's the month for Love, or Not...
Funny thing is that this is one of my favorite times of year...I love to shower my man with little gifts and have romantic dinner and other activities... Yet, here I am...Another lonely year of being alone. Okay, it's a little too early to say whether I'll be alone or not. I'm sort of just counting on it.
I'd really rather be with Beanie Boy, but seeing as how he hasn't contacted me in exactly a week as of today, I'm sure we're done. And the best part of this is that I can't seem to get him out of my head. He's the last thing I think about at night and the first thing I think about in the morning. How ridiculous is it to be infatuated with someone that doesn't give a shit! Of course I should've known this...He is only 24, and plans to travel the world...Doesn't want to be tied down...What bullshit! This really sucks... He's probably the best person I've dated in a year or so, and it has to end like this... After all of the late night phone calls...After dinner with his Mom...After everything that was good, and not enough time to even have any bad...I don't understand why people are so quick to leave. What happened to finding someone to share your life with?
Well, whatever...I guess that's what I want, but since the male species has something against it, I'll just have to give up. Yes, I'm done. I don't even want to think about dating anyone.
And on top of it all, the guy with my coat keeps trying to hang out, and he's driving me nuts! Probably because I don't really want to see him, I want to see Beanie Boy! I know...I've got to get over it. And yes...
There will be better....
Someday...That's what I keep saying anyway...
It's just that coat guy might want me, but he's kind of an ass. And now, I'm not sure that I like that...I'd rather be with Beanie Boy. Sweet. Argh! I am so sick of dating....
~Ariel
gives up searching for love...
I'd really rather be with Beanie Boy, but seeing as how he hasn't contacted me in exactly a week as of today, I'm sure we're done. And the best part of this is that I can't seem to get him out of my head. He's the last thing I think about at night and the first thing I think about in the morning. How ridiculous is it to be infatuated with someone that doesn't give a shit! Of course I should've known this...He is only 24, and plans to travel the world...Doesn't want to be tied down...What bullshit! This really sucks... He's probably the best person I've dated in a year or so, and it has to end like this... After all of the late night phone calls...After dinner with his Mom...After everything that was good, and not enough time to even have any bad...I don't understand why people are so quick to leave. What happened to finding someone to share your life with?
Well, whatever...I guess that's what I want, but since the male species has something against it, I'll just have to give up. Yes, I'm done. I don't even want to think about dating anyone.
And on top of it all, the guy with my coat keeps trying to hang out, and he's driving me nuts! Probably because I don't really want to see him, I want to see Beanie Boy! I know...I've got to get over it. And yes...
There will be better....
Someday...That's what I keep saying anyway...
It's just that coat guy might want me, but he's kind of an ass. And now, I'm not sure that I like that...I'd rather be with Beanie Boy. Sweet. Argh! I am so sick of dating....
~Ariel
gives up searching for love...
An Article from MSN-Dating like a Man
OWN THE ROOM
When’s the last time you saw a guy walk into a bar or party looking useless and confused? Okay, so it was yesterday. Were you interested in him? No? Shocker. That’s because most guys walk into a place with a purpose. Unless they’re looking for a space to park their binder filled with original Star Trek drawings, they’re looking for friends or women. And you should look the same. When you walk into a place, act like you know where the hell you’re going, even if you don’t. Everyone will wonder who you are and why you’re there, but they’ll never think you’re useless and confused.
EYE YOUR PREY
Got your eye on someone? Good. Don’t shy away. Look him straight in the eye and think, You should be attached to my lips by now; why aren’t you? Trust me, he’ll read your thoughts like they’re projected above your head on a wide-screen.
FAKE INTEREST
Look, no one cares about what anyone else has to say. They just don’t. But what you have to do is pretend that you do. Ask about their life, their job, their parents, anything to keep them talking. Because the more fake interest you show in them, the easier it is to disarm them. Guys are used to talking about themselves, as are we all, but if you actually fake an interest, they kind of don’t know what to do. Like puppies trapped in a cage in the window of a pet shop, they are addicted to the interest you show in them. Tap the glass. Watch them lick your fingers.
TAKE CONTROL
You’re at the bar, you’re talking to him, it’s been hours, and still nothing has happened. Do us all a favor: Kiss the idiot. For one thing, he’s not going to not appreciate it. For another, if you don’t do it, someone else will. There are two ways to take control of a situation like this, whether you’re at a bar or a wedding or an inauguration.Way #1: Lean forward and say, “You have the cutest lips!”Way #2: Lean forward and say, “Are you going to kiss me now or WHAT?”Way #2, obviously, puts the ball in his court and makes him feel in control, even though, really, you’ve just instructed him to kiss you, which is pretty much what you wanted him to do in the first place.You can always take control by just telling him to do what he probably wanted to do anyway; whether it’s kissing you or getting you a cab home. Tell him what to do. He’ll like it.
SEX IS ALWAYS ON THE MENU
Do you want sex? No, really, do you? Because men do. And that’s pretty much all they want from you until they get to know you and your sense of humor and how you put on your shoes in that cute way that no one else does. And until you realize that sleeping together is not an invitation to Boyfriendville, you’re screwed. He just wants to have sex with you. And you? You want to have sex with him. So do it already. Enjoy it. Tell him what you want.
NEVER EXCHANGE ALL YOUR INFORMATION
This is so incredibly important. Give him your name. Give him a fake cell number. In this age of the Internet, anyone can find you if they want to, but, that being said, it doesn’t mean you should hand out your cell phone number to every last guy you happen to sleep with. Tell him what you do for a living, but don’t tell him where you work. Give him your e-mail address, but don’t tell him what you do. Do not divulge all of your personal details. Why?
BECAUSE HE WILL CALL YOU.
And you will not want him to. And you will be all, “Oh. Hi. Yeah. Um....” And he will be all, “Yeah. You. And me. And....” And you will feel like a man for the first time in your life, and you will say, “It was really nice meeting you the other night, but I have to floss my cat three times a day and I’m in charge of the electricity for the Chrysler building and why don’t we just ... hook up later in the year. When I’m willing to?” And he will be all sad and lonely and want to see you again, and you will think, Wait, who IS this guy? And then you will be sorry that you handed out your personal information to a potential stalker.
CALLING IS OPTIONAL
So you’ve had sex. Good for you! Guess what? You never have to talk to each other ever again if you don’t want to. Know why? It's not required to talk after sex. If you had a good time but you don’t want to date him, don’t call him. If you had a good time and you do want to date him ... don’t call him. Know why? Because you just had a one-night stand. And one-night stands, barring unforeseen circumstances, will never wind up in a relationship.
ONE-NIGHT STANDS ARE FUN
Not to go all Samantha on you or anything, but seriously, one-night stands are awesome. No muss no fuss, no strings, possibly good sex, no worry about the following morning or possible dating situations. One-night stands ... they have their merit. Do we all want a sexual partner with whom we can tell our deepest secrets and joys? Sure. Do we all want the occasional make-out session against a chain-link fence behind a bar with no consequences? Hell. Yeah. Never shall the two meet. Unless we’re really lucky.
When’s the last time you saw a guy walk into a bar or party looking useless and confused? Okay, so it was yesterday. Were you interested in him? No? Shocker. That’s because most guys walk into a place with a purpose. Unless they’re looking for a space to park their binder filled with original Star Trek drawings, they’re looking for friends or women. And you should look the same. When you walk into a place, act like you know where the hell you’re going, even if you don’t. Everyone will wonder who you are and why you’re there, but they’ll never think you’re useless and confused.
EYE YOUR PREY
Got your eye on someone? Good. Don’t shy away. Look him straight in the eye and think, You should be attached to my lips by now; why aren’t you? Trust me, he’ll read your thoughts like they’re projected above your head on a wide-screen.
FAKE INTEREST
Look, no one cares about what anyone else has to say. They just don’t. But what you have to do is pretend that you do. Ask about their life, their job, their parents, anything to keep them talking. Because the more fake interest you show in them, the easier it is to disarm them. Guys are used to talking about themselves, as are we all, but if you actually fake an interest, they kind of don’t know what to do. Like puppies trapped in a cage in the window of a pet shop, they are addicted to the interest you show in them. Tap the glass. Watch them lick your fingers.
TAKE CONTROL
You’re at the bar, you’re talking to him, it’s been hours, and still nothing has happened. Do us all a favor: Kiss the idiot. For one thing, he’s not going to not appreciate it. For another, if you don’t do it, someone else will. There are two ways to take control of a situation like this, whether you’re at a bar or a wedding or an inauguration.Way #1: Lean forward and say, “You have the cutest lips!”Way #2: Lean forward and say, “Are you going to kiss me now or WHAT?”Way #2, obviously, puts the ball in his court and makes him feel in control, even though, really, you’ve just instructed him to kiss you, which is pretty much what you wanted him to do in the first place.You can always take control by just telling him to do what he probably wanted to do anyway; whether it’s kissing you or getting you a cab home. Tell him what to do. He’ll like it.
SEX IS ALWAYS ON THE MENU
Do you want sex? No, really, do you? Because men do. And that’s pretty much all they want from you until they get to know you and your sense of humor and how you put on your shoes in that cute way that no one else does. And until you realize that sleeping together is not an invitation to Boyfriendville, you’re screwed. He just wants to have sex with you. And you? You want to have sex with him. So do it already. Enjoy it. Tell him what you want.
NEVER EXCHANGE ALL YOUR INFORMATION
This is so incredibly important. Give him your name. Give him a fake cell number. In this age of the Internet, anyone can find you if they want to, but, that being said, it doesn’t mean you should hand out your cell phone number to every last guy you happen to sleep with. Tell him what you do for a living, but don’t tell him where you work. Give him your e-mail address, but don’t tell him what you do. Do not divulge all of your personal details. Why?
BECAUSE HE WILL CALL YOU.
And you will not want him to. And you will be all, “Oh. Hi. Yeah. Um....” And he will be all, “Yeah. You. And me. And....” And you will feel like a man for the first time in your life, and you will say, “It was really nice meeting you the other night, but I have to floss my cat three times a day and I’m in charge of the electricity for the Chrysler building and why don’t we just ... hook up later in the year. When I’m willing to?” And he will be all sad and lonely and want to see you again, and you will think, Wait, who IS this guy? And then you will be sorry that you handed out your personal information to a potential stalker.
CALLING IS OPTIONAL
So you’ve had sex. Good for you! Guess what? You never have to talk to each other ever again if you don’t want to. Know why? It's not required to talk after sex. If you had a good time but you don’t want to date him, don’t call him. If you had a good time and you do want to date him ... don’t call him. Know why? Because you just had a one-night stand. And one-night stands, barring unforeseen circumstances, will never wind up in a relationship.
ONE-NIGHT STANDS ARE FUN
Not to go all Samantha on you or anything, but seriously, one-night stands are awesome. No muss no fuss, no strings, possibly good sex, no worry about the following morning or possible dating situations. One-night stands ... they have their merit. Do we all want a sexual partner with whom we can tell our deepest secrets and joys? Sure. Do we all want the occasional make-out session against a chain-link fence behind a bar with no consequences? Hell. Yeah. Never shall the two meet. Unless we’re really lucky.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Okay, so I really freaked out this weekend. I mean I had reason to…Hello. No phone call all weekend. Well, last night he called. Finally. And I guess he was so sick he had to go to the ER. Poor boy. I guess I can’t be that upset. Besides we’re not in a relationship. And not everyone thinks like I do. He called…Finally.
So I’m not as upset. But I will back off a little. I really don’t need to be so stressed out right now anyway. I have so much school and I have to deal with my finances.
I just really don’t want to be treated like crap, or disrespected. I really don’t think that I can handle another guy that disappears…So whether Beanie Boy and I work out or not I have to remember my Self. I’ll go into that another time.
Just wanted to update you, let you know that I freaked out. And things are ok.
XOXO
~Ariel
So I’m not as upset. But I will back off a little. I really don’t need to be so stressed out right now anyway. I have so much school and I have to deal with my finances.
I just really don’t want to be treated like crap, or disrespected. I really don’t think that I can handle another guy that disappears…So whether Beanie Boy and I work out or not I have to remember my Self. I’ll go into that another time.
Just wanted to update you, let you know that I freaked out. And things are ok.
XOXO
~Ariel
Sunday, January 25, 2009
I don't understand why this keeps happening to me! Really? What is SO WRONG with ME?
I know that I like things a certain way. I know that I can be wild and out of control. But I can also be the most caring and selfless person when it comes to a guy I care about. I may be uptight about some things, but I can also be very easy going at the same time. I like to have fun. I'm usually always doing something. I'm working on my education which will in turn give me a better opportunity in the business world. So WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!!!
I just don't understand how things can go from phone calls everyday, spending time together and talking about everything under the sun and moon, to nothing...I know that we can get busy, but if you really like someone you will text or call. Or return a call. I feel so broken right now. And this isn't like when my relationships ended. This is like me putting myself out there, to someone I don't know. Not expecting anything out of it, and then actually liking the guy...come to find out that he is too imature to be with me. He's not ready for a girlfriend. He's selfish, and has too many things to do in life.
Who said that you have to do these things while being single? Who made up this rule!? What happened to the days when you could find someone that you really like and want to be around, and then do everything you want to do and do stuff together too! Why is this impossible?
I have NO idea....I am tired... I am tired of tears...I am tired of opening up to people... And I am tired...
I have lost all faith in Love. I really don't think that it's in my plan for this lifetime... I know that I am only 26, but really I've dated about 15-20 people in the past 13 months... And only about 5 of them were people I actually thought could be boyfriend material...
BTW, Beanie boy has fallen off the face of the Earth. I texted once and called once...Nothing...In three days.
~Ariel
I know that I like things a certain way. I know that I can be wild and out of control. But I can also be the most caring and selfless person when it comes to a guy I care about. I may be uptight about some things, but I can also be very easy going at the same time. I like to have fun. I'm usually always doing something. I'm working on my education which will in turn give me a better opportunity in the business world. So WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!!!
I just don't understand how things can go from phone calls everyday, spending time together and talking about everything under the sun and moon, to nothing...I know that we can get busy, but if you really like someone you will text or call. Or return a call. I feel so broken right now. And this isn't like when my relationships ended. This is like me putting myself out there, to someone I don't know. Not expecting anything out of it, and then actually liking the guy...come to find out that he is too imature to be with me. He's not ready for a girlfriend. He's selfish, and has too many things to do in life.
Who said that you have to do these things while being single? Who made up this rule!? What happened to the days when you could find someone that you really like and want to be around, and then do everything you want to do and do stuff together too! Why is this impossible?
I have NO idea....I am tired... I am tired of tears...I am tired of opening up to people... And I am tired...
I have lost all faith in Love. I really don't think that it's in my plan for this lifetime... I know that I am only 26, but really I've dated about 15-20 people in the past 13 months... And only about 5 of them were people I actually thought could be boyfriend material...
BTW, Beanie boy has fallen off the face of the Earth. I texted once and called once...Nothing...In three days.
~Ariel
Monday, January 19, 2009
Crazy Ass Ex
Snow White here with a doisy......
Well, we said that we would have some great stories for you and boy do I have a good one. So, I’m sitting at my new house with a bunch of friends yesterday watching football and having a grand ole’ time until my phone starts ringing off the hook with a blocked number. I don’t answer it the first couple of times because I don’t answer the phone if I don’t know who it is – this is because I tend to give my number out to the most random people when I’m out and about. So I finally answer the phone because they continue to call, and who is it you ask? It’s The Ex’s new girlfriend…….. I know you are probably thinking weird…… Me too. So, she is calling because she wants to know what exactly is going on between us. I proceed to tell her that we aren’t dating or anything but we still do occasionally SLEEP together – not sex sleep, just sleep. That he tells me all the time that he still loves me and wishes that we could just figure it out and be together.
You can imagine that she isn’t very happy with this information. She was told that we were just best friends but that I was still in love with him and he would cancel plans with her to hangout with me because he felt bad for me and didn’t want to hurt my feelings. WTF??? Hurt my feelings??? He was the one who wanted to spend every single waking moment with me!!!!! And here’s the good part – she also tells me that I should know that he has all my passwords for my bank account and phone records and that he has been spying on me for the last 3-4 months. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!!!! This is why she thought something weird was going on because if we weren’t dating why the hell would he care what I was doing, right? So she gets smart, steals my number from his phone and calls me. I know this all sounds very high school, believe me yesterday I thought I went back in time 8 years and could see myself sitting on the bleachers meeting with this girl and swapping stories.
After being on the phone for about an hour and a half with this chick getting every single piece of info from each other, I get off the phone with her and immediately call him. He answers and I say very calmly “Guess who I just got off the phone with? Your girlfriend you fucking piece of shit!!!” I then proceed to hang up. He doesn’t call me back for about an hour because he was on the phone with her trying to explain everything to her. He then calls me and was being very apologetic and saying a lot of bullshit, I can barely contain myself at this point and am so pissed. He explains that he is in love with both of us and that he’s sorry and that things just started to get out of control. And I say “I don’t care who the fuck you’re in love with, YOU STOLE MY PASSWORDS AND INVADED MY PRIVACY!!! You were one step away from becoming stalker guy who follows me around and hides outside of my house peeking through my windows. YOU ARE FUCKING PYSCHO!!!!”
Needless to say, I’m glad I already moved out. At least I don’t have to talk to him anymore. The only problem is that we have a lot of the same friends. And we are a pretty tight group. So I am going to have to see his stupid face when we all get together. At least they all know what really happened because all of his friends were the ones at my house that day. So they heard everything…….. They all think he is a loser, serves him right.
Hopefully this is the end to this nonsense.
P.S. Gym Monkey and I are planning another Ghost Hunting trip, I'll let you know how that goes......
Well, we said that we would have some great stories for you and boy do I have a good one. So, I’m sitting at my new house with a bunch of friends yesterday watching football and having a grand ole’ time until my phone starts ringing off the hook with a blocked number. I don’t answer it the first couple of times because I don’t answer the phone if I don’t know who it is – this is because I tend to give my number out to the most random people when I’m out and about. So I finally answer the phone because they continue to call, and who is it you ask? It’s The Ex’s new girlfriend…….. I know you are probably thinking weird…… Me too. So, she is calling because she wants to know what exactly is going on between us. I proceed to tell her that we aren’t dating or anything but we still do occasionally SLEEP together – not sex sleep, just sleep. That he tells me all the time that he still loves me and wishes that we could just figure it out and be together.
You can imagine that she isn’t very happy with this information. She was told that we were just best friends but that I was still in love with him and he would cancel plans with her to hangout with me because he felt bad for me and didn’t want to hurt my feelings. WTF??? Hurt my feelings??? He was the one who wanted to spend every single waking moment with me!!!!! And here’s the good part – she also tells me that I should know that he has all my passwords for my bank account and phone records and that he has been spying on me for the last 3-4 months. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!!!! This is why she thought something weird was going on because if we weren’t dating why the hell would he care what I was doing, right? So she gets smart, steals my number from his phone and calls me. I know this all sounds very high school, believe me yesterday I thought I went back in time 8 years and could see myself sitting on the bleachers meeting with this girl and swapping stories.
After being on the phone for about an hour and a half with this chick getting every single piece of info from each other, I get off the phone with her and immediately call him. He answers and I say very calmly “Guess who I just got off the phone with? Your girlfriend you fucking piece of shit!!!” I then proceed to hang up. He doesn’t call me back for about an hour because he was on the phone with her trying to explain everything to her. He then calls me and was being very apologetic and saying a lot of bullshit, I can barely contain myself at this point and am so pissed. He explains that he is in love with both of us and that he’s sorry and that things just started to get out of control. And I say “I don’t care who the fuck you’re in love with, YOU STOLE MY PASSWORDS AND INVADED MY PRIVACY!!! You were one step away from becoming stalker guy who follows me around and hides outside of my house peeking through my windows. YOU ARE FUCKING PYSCHO!!!!”
Needless to say, I’m glad I already moved out. At least I don’t have to talk to him anymore. The only problem is that we have a lot of the same friends. And we are a pretty tight group. So I am going to have to see his stupid face when we all get together. At least they all know what really happened because all of his friends were the ones at my house that day. So they heard everything…….. They all think he is a loser, serves him right.
Hopefully this is the end to this nonsense.
P.S. Gym Monkey and I are planning another Ghost Hunting trip, I'll let you know how that goes......
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Confused, Ariel...
It's nearing the end of the first month in 2009, and here I am still confused as ever. I thought that by being carefree and fun, I wouldn't care anymore. And I'd be able to just date and...basiclly have fun.
But NO. It's Ariel you're talking about...
So, I went on a few dates with the tall guy. All he wanted was that thing that every guy wants. And now...I've managed to leave my nice coat at his freakin house! Crap, I've got to get that.
And Beanie Boy...Well, we had a relationship talk the other day...He wants to take things slow, but he really likes me...Well, at the time of the conversation I was thinking (Well, I'm dating two guys right now..So, I should take things slow...No need to commit...) and then (it hit me...I really do like this guy, and now I'm probably going to be hurt...) So, I should probably be honest with him about wanting to be in a relationship. This isn't ok with me, not being in one...But I want to take it slow too, because I don't want to be in another bad relationship.
Confused...I am so Confused...
But NO. It's Ariel you're talking about...
So, I went on a few dates with the tall guy. All he wanted was that thing that every guy wants. And now...I've managed to leave my nice coat at his freakin house! Crap, I've got to get that.
And Beanie Boy...Well, we had a relationship talk the other day...He wants to take things slow, but he really likes me...Well, at the time of the conversation I was thinking (Well, I'm dating two guys right now..So, I should take things slow...No need to commit...) and then (it hit me...I really do like this guy, and now I'm probably going to be hurt...) So, I should probably be honest with him about wanting to be in a relationship. This isn't ok with me, not being in one...But I want to take it slow too, because I don't want to be in another bad relationship.
Confused...I am so Confused...
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Packing 2008 away, bring on 2009....
The lovely Snow White here,
Is this year over yet? I’m ready to pack 2008 away and bring out the new 2009. It’s always refreshing starting a new year, looking at all the possibilities of what’s to come. Maybe this will be the year I find my prince. I won’t keep my fingers crossed though. I’m in no rush but at times I sit back I wonder what the hell I’m doing wrong. I’m hanging with a bunch of friends tonight and couldn’t be happier that I am starting the New Year with them instead of some stupid boy I will probably never see again.
The problem though with spending New Years with friends and only friends (no outside people – so there’s no possible way that I am going to meet someone new) is the kiss. You know the one where everyone screams “Happy New Year” and then you kiss the person you are with. Well this year there is no person to kiss, other than my friend that I am moving in with– at least the boys will get a kick out of it, who doesn’t like girl-on-girl action? Oh, well at least it’s something right?
This year has been an extremely hard one for me in the relationship department. Trying to get over and move on from The Ex has proved to be much harder than I originally thought ten months ago. I’ve dated a couple people off and on – There was The Drunk, who you can tell by his name was a no brainer to get rid of. Very childish and one of the biggest light-weights I’ve ever met. It’s pretty sad when your 5’ girl-friend can out drink a grown man. There were lots of random guys met at bars that were fun to hangout with that night where I had the fullest intention of waking up and calling the next day but never did, most likely because when I woke up I realized I wasn’t that interested.
Then there is Gym Monkey who I would never be able to have a relationship with but is lots of fun to mess around with. We are two completely different people who could never have a serious relationship. I am happy with our relationship as it is, no strings can be a wonderful thing now and again. It works for us both. Anyways that pretty much sums up my pathetic love life of 2008 – one of the worst so far. So I’m packing it up tonight and shoving it in the back of my closet where it will collect dust and be forgotten. Let’s hope that 2009 doesn’t get shoved in there next to it. I can hope at least……..
Hope everyone has a wonderful New Year and may it bring everything you wish or hope for. I know I’m happy to see it’s finally here.
Is this year over yet? I’m ready to pack 2008 away and bring out the new 2009. It’s always refreshing starting a new year, looking at all the possibilities of what’s to come. Maybe this will be the year I find my prince. I won’t keep my fingers crossed though. I’m in no rush but at times I sit back I wonder what the hell I’m doing wrong. I’m hanging with a bunch of friends tonight and couldn’t be happier that I am starting the New Year with them instead of some stupid boy I will probably never see again.
The problem though with spending New Years with friends and only friends (no outside people – so there’s no possible way that I am going to meet someone new) is the kiss. You know the one where everyone screams “Happy New Year” and then you kiss the person you are with. Well this year there is no person to kiss, other than my friend that I am moving in with– at least the boys will get a kick out of it, who doesn’t like girl-on-girl action? Oh, well at least it’s something right?
This year has been an extremely hard one for me in the relationship department. Trying to get over and move on from The Ex has proved to be much harder than I originally thought ten months ago. I’ve dated a couple people off and on – There was The Drunk, who you can tell by his name was a no brainer to get rid of. Very childish and one of the biggest light-weights I’ve ever met. It’s pretty sad when your 5’ girl-friend can out drink a grown man. There were lots of random guys met at bars that were fun to hangout with that night where I had the fullest intention of waking up and calling the next day but never did, most likely because when I woke up I realized I wasn’t that interested.
Then there is Gym Monkey who I would never be able to have a relationship with but is lots of fun to mess around with. We are two completely different people who could never have a serious relationship. I am happy with our relationship as it is, no strings can be a wonderful thing now and again. It works for us both. Anyways that pretty much sums up my pathetic love life of 2008 – one of the worst so far. So I’m packing it up tonight and shoving it in the back of my closet where it will collect dust and be forgotten. Let’s hope that 2009 doesn’t get shoved in there next to it. I can hope at least……..
Hope everyone has a wonderful New Year and may it bring everything you wish or hope for. I know I’m happy to see it’s finally here.
Reflection of the Dating Year 2008
Hello to Everyone,
I'd like to take some time to reflect on my dating life in 2008. Basically, let's review it and kiss it good bye, haha. Like I did all those guys! haha.
Ok, so I started the year strong dating a 22yr old Engineer. I was really into him, until he had some weird spastic outbursts. Nothing too bad, I just felt like I was dating a child. Although he was pretty hot and had good muscles. :)
Next was...Well, the boy next door. We did a lot together, until I went on my trip to Costa Rica and I realized that I don't really want someone like him. Plus, he was always more like a friend to me. I was never really attracted to him...(sad)...
Um, there's Costa Rica boys...
Then the Ginger Kid. Another youngin, pretty good looking. But not very commital to plans and he lived far away. About an hour...
Next, the stupid Sweater Vest. Barf! Or as one of my friend's called him, Frodo, haha. Man, I just can't get it right...
Now, I'm ending the year with the mind frame of live fun and care free. I'm dating a guy from school, Beanie Boy. I like him. He actually didn't wear a beanie on our date last night, shocking, I know. I laugh and can be a complete moron, and he doesn't care. And we get along really well.
But...Living the carefree, fun lifestyle that I decided to do, and not putting all of my eggs in one basket, so to speak...I'm dating someone else too. Yikes! Crazy, I know...
So we'll see what happens, more to come on that next week... I wish you all a wonderful New Year's eve and fabulous things to come in 2009!
Ciao,
Ariel
I'd like to take some time to reflect on my dating life in 2008. Basically, let's review it and kiss it good bye, haha. Like I did all those guys! haha.
Ok, so I started the year strong dating a 22yr old Engineer. I was really into him, until he had some weird spastic outbursts. Nothing too bad, I just felt like I was dating a child. Although he was pretty hot and had good muscles. :)
Next was...Well, the boy next door. We did a lot together, until I went on my trip to Costa Rica and I realized that I don't really want someone like him. Plus, he was always more like a friend to me. I was never really attracted to him...(sad)...
Um, there's Costa Rica boys...
Then the Ginger Kid. Another youngin, pretty good looking. But not very commital to plans and he lived far away. About an hour...
Next, the stupid Sweater Vest. Barf! Or as one of my friend's called him, Frodo, haha. Man, I just can't get it right...
Now, I'm ending the year with the mind frame of live fun and care free. I'm dating a guy from school, Beanie Boy. I like him. He actually didn't wear a beanie on our date last night, shocking, I know. I laugh and can be a complete moron, and he doesn't care. And we get along really well.
But...Living the carefree, fun lifestyle that I decided to do, and not putting all of my eggs in one basket, so to speak...I'm dating someone else too. Yikes! Crazy, I know...
So we'll see what happens, more to come on that next week... I wish you all a wonderful New Year's eve and fabulous things to come in 2009!
Ciao,
Ariel
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
How old am I again???
Snow White here......
Went to see Four Christmases with Gym Monkey last week. Um, I cant tell you if it was good or not.........
I will say there were only 7 other people in the theater with us.... We were in the very back row....... We didn' pay any attention during entire first 45 minutes.......
All I can say is that I had lots of fun.......The movie - not so great.
Hope everyone has a fantastic Christmas!!!!
Went to see Four Christmases with Gym Monkey last week. Um, I cant tell you if it was good or not.........
I will say there were only 7 other people in the theater with us.... We were in the very back row....... We didn' pay any attention during entire first 45 minutes.......
All I can say is that I had lots of fun.......The movie - not so great.
Hope everyone has a fantastic Christmas!!!!
Thursday, December 18, 2008
2nd Date-Beanie Boy
Okay, so I went on a second date with Beanie Boy. I would consider it a pretty good date, because he ended up working late, and was constantly calling me to make sure I knew what was going on. To me this says, good communicator. Plus he's always asking me personal questions like "what's my middle name" and "what does your Dad do?" These aren't questions that guys usually ask.
So our second date was pretty simple. We went to the movies and saw 4 Christmases. It was pretty funny, and we laughed the whole time. At the end we had sort of an awkward kiss. I think it's mostly because of the height difference. I wasn't paying attention, and there's all that space between us. And so he went to kiss me, and...Well let's just say it was awkward, so I looked at him and said "Oh, come here" And we had a quick little kiss. I know, I was kind of nervous, about making a fool of myself so I didn't mind much.
Things are good. But we'll see. I'm giving it 30 days of carefree before I get stressed about anything. Well, that's the plan anyway.
More to come,
~Ariel
So our second date was pretty simple. We went to the movies and saw 4 Christmases. It was pretty funny, and we laughed the whole time. At the end we had sort of an awkward kiss. I think it's mostly because of the height difference. I wasn't paying attention, and there's all that space between us. And so he went to kiss me, and...Well let's just say it was awkward, so I looked at him and said "Oh, come here" And we had a quick little kiss. I know, I was kind of nervous, about making a fool of myself so I didn't mind much.
Things are good. But we'll see. I'm giving it 30 days of carefree before I get stressed about anything. Well, that's the plan anyway.
More to come,
~Ariel
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
The Past 3 Months....
Hi guys it's Cinderella...remember me?!! After being called out by Snow White I figured I needed to get my ass onto our blog and bring everyone up to date about my past 3 months :) Well the main reason I have gone missing is that yes, I have finally found a frog that could very well be my prince! Its been an awesome 3 months of being with... Mr.Right. He is the most caring, understanding, and sweetest man I have ever been with. He says what he means and is never misleading in his actions. He tells me he loves me, that I am the only girl he wants to be with and that I am amazing to him. We actually go out and do things like go to the aquarium or hiking at deception pass or just something as simple as making dinner and watching movies. I have never been with another person who wants to experience things other than parties, bars and drinking and drugs or who treats me as if I am just the person to fill in the blank space for a moment. I feel safe with him and know that I can count on him to be there and call me back when I call him for God's sake. I forgot how good it feels to have comfort of knowing that when you call a guy he is A) going to answer or B) going to call you back within the hour. Its really silly to think about what I got use to or gave excuses for when thinking back about all the guys that I dated when i was single. I was a complete idiot when thinking back on the last 2 years of dating.
I would let guys get away with so much.... like breaking dates over text messaging and then not answering the phone when I called to get an answer of what the hell was going on. Or being the week girlfriend and never the weekend date. Or being okay with a guy who told me that he couldn't date me anymore because he was thinking about his ex!! REALLY...I should of bitch slapped the lot of them and called it good, but instead I just took it up the ass and made them my friends. I was so naive and now can see my mistakes because Mr.Right has shown me what it really means to love someone and treat them as your equal.
Of course I have my reservations but just mainly because I am afraid to fully show everything about myself. I'm scared that there will be some aspect of me that isn't completely ideal to him. It's ridiculous to hold out because of this sort of notion but I can't help it. He seems to perfect to be real. Honestly I need to get over myself, but it's really hard when you have been disappointed in the male race!
That being said... I am still have a wonderful time being adored and cherished and living life to its fullest with Mr.Right. I have meet most of his family (that's another story) and I love them and his 41/2 yr old daughter. I feel right at home with them all, and I'm sure I will have many other things to blog about as this relationship develops... Until then just know I haven't forgotten about you, that I am just having a fabulous time!
Cinderella
xoxo
I would let guys get away with so much.... like breaking dates over text messaging and then not answering the phone when I called to get an answer of what the hell was going on. Or being the week girlfriend and never the weekend date. Or being okay with a guy who told me that he couldn't date me anymore because he was thinking about his ex!! REALLY...I should of bitch slapped the lot of them and called it good, but instead I just took it up the ass and made them my friends. I was so naive and now can see my mistakes because Mr.Right has shown me what it really means to love someone and treat them as your equal.
Of course I have my reservations but just mainly because I am afraid to fully show everything about myself. I'm scared that there will be some aspect of me that isn't completely ideal to him. It's ridiculous to hold out because of this sort of notion but I can't help it. He seems to perfect to be real. Honestly I need to get over myself, but it's really hard when you have been disappointed in the male race!
That being said... I am still have a wonderful time being adored and cherished and living life to its fullest with Mr.Right. I have meet most of his family (that's another story) and I love them and his 41/2 yr old daughter. I feel right at home with them all, and I'm sure I will have many other things to blog about as this relationship develops... Until then just know I haven't forgotten about you, that I am just having a fabulous time!
Cinderella
xoxo
Monday, December 15, 2008
Unexpected Date
First of all, I'd like to say kudos to Snow White for Moving on(:
Now, I've been through some annoying ups and downs with the frogs out there, so after Sweater Vest, I decided to give up the dating for awhile. I decided to not date anyone and to focus on school. Forget these guys, they only cause stress and heart ache for me, who needs'em.
So, it's finals week...I'm working my ass off trying to do my best work, and I find myself working on a 2min film. Well...I don't know anything about Apple computers and media software, so I've been working with this guy in my class. Let's call him...Beanie Boy (he's always wearing a beanie).
A little background information on Beanie Boy: Very tall about 6ft., brown eyes and hair, a little dorky, graduating from UW this Spring, 24years old, and a Libra. I do know more but we'll start with this, haha.
Ok, so I'm working in the Media Center with Beanie Boy all day. Probably like 8 hours. And before this we've been flirting in class. He likes to kick me like we're in elementry or something, and he compliments me in funny ways. I think that I find him adorable. Well, in these 8 hours he asks me random questions like he has a gay Aunt, and how do I feel about this. He wants to know how religious I am, and if I want kids. I swear, I told him my whole life story. I just honestly feel so comfortable around him.
Well, next thing you know it's night time and we decide to go have dinner. See, before, I just considered this a flirty thing at school. No big deal, I mean, I'm not dating anyone, right!? And next thing you know, I'm on an official dinner date! We're at dinner and he's asking me more about my life. No one does that! Not now anyway. It's great! And he of course picks up the check. He hugs me and wants to call me on winter break. Because we're not going to see eachother like at school.
It's just funny that one minute I swear men off and the next I'm on an unexpected date. WTH?
More to come on Beanie Boy.
~Ariel
Now, I've been through some annoying ups and downs with the frogs out there, so after Sweater Vest, I decided to give up the dating for awhile. I decided to not date anyone and to focus on school. Forget these guys, they only cause stress and heart ache for me, who needs'em.
So, it's finals week...I'm working my ass off trying to do my best work, and I find myself working on a 2min film. Well...I don't know anything about Apple computers and media software, so I've been working with this guy in my class. Let's call him...Beanie Boy (he's always wearing a beanie).
A little background information on Beanie Boy: Very tall about 6ft., brown eyes and hair, a little dorky, graduating from UW this Spring, 24years old, and a Libra. I do know more but we'll start with this, haha.
Ok, so I'm working in the Media Center with Beanie Boy all day. Probably like 8 hours. And before this we've been flirting in class. He likes to kick me like we're in elementry or something, and he compliments me in funny ways. I think that I find him adorable. Well, in these 8 hours he asks me random questions like he has a gay Aunt, and how do I feel about this. He wants to know how religious I am, and if I want kids. I swear, I told him my whole life story. I just honestly feel so comfortable around him.
Well, next thing you know it's night time and we decide to go have dinner. See, before, I just considered this a flirty thing at school. No big deal, I mean, I'm not dating anyone, right!? And next thing you know, I'm on an official dinner date! We're at dinner and he's asking me more about my life. No one does that! Not now anyway. It's great! And he of course picks up the check. He hugs me and wants to call me on winter break. Because we're not going to see eachother like at school.
It's just funny that one minute I swear men off and the next I'm on an unexpected date. WTH?
More to come on Beanie Boy.
~Ariel
Moving On......
A new era in my life is coming and I am welcoming the change with open arms. I’m just having a really hard time getting it started. I haven’t ever talked about The Ex on this blog. He is one of my best friends, my landlord, and the guy I love. Oh, you read the landlord part – pretty weird I know. He owns a duplex and lives on one side while I rent the other side, it’s actually been really nice because I absolutely love living by myself- but the time has come for me to move on. We constantly fight because we both still have feelings for each other but just can’t seem to make it work.
I am moving in with one of my other best friends who lives in a house about three minutes away from where I currently live. I know it’s still really close but at least it’s not in my face close. The Ex and I have been trying to break it off for a little over a year and just can’t seem to do that either. I know he thinks of me as his best friend as well and we have been trying to keep our friendship as strong as it is while trying to separate ourselves from each other. I hope that makes sense? Well, I’ve come to the realization that this just isn’t possible. No matter what either one of us does its going to hurt the other person. It hurts when I leave my house in the morning to go to work and I see he didn’t make home the night before (he is currently dating another one of his ex-girlfriends – whatever!!!) And I know it hurts him when I don’t come home, I’ve always been completely honest with him when it comes to who and when I’m dating someone – so he knows all about Gym Monkey.
We both realize that this relationship isn’t going to work and we want to start dating other people, we just don’t want the other person to date other people. Which is incredibly selfish and childish but when you’re hurt you pretty much don’t care if you are acting your age or not. I’m having a really hard time starting this moving process though – I don’t want to say goodbye to the friendship that I have with him. I know once I move out our friendship is going to drastically change. While I will most definitely be a lot happier it’s still really hard letting it go. I’m hoping that once some time has gone by that we can pick up where we left off after both of us has healed. While I’m friends with all my ex’s the friendship never seems the same after you break up. I really wish that doesn’t happen to us.
On a happier note, I’m really excited to move in with my friend, she is going through the exact same thing as me and we are going to help each other through it. We are going to have a blast with all the parties and boys and cryfests and more boys. So this is the week, the week I get my ass into gear and make myself move. I should be all moved in and settled by the new year and ready to move on!!! Wish me luck for good things to come for the coming year and no more drama – I’ve had enough of that in the last year to last me a lifetime.
Till next time,
Snow White
I am moving in with one of my other best friends who lives in a house about three minutes away from where I currently live. I know it’s still really close but at least it’s not in my face close. The Ex and I have been trying to break it off for a little over a year and just can’t seem to do that either. I know he thinks of me as his best friend as well and we have been trying to keep our friendship as strong as it is while trying to separate ourselves from each other. I hope that makes sense? Well, I’ve come to the realization that this just isn’t possible. No matter what either one of us does its going to hurt the other person. It hurts when I leave my house in the morning to go to work and I see he didn’t make home the night before (he is currently dating another one of his ex-girlfriends – whatever!!!) And I know it hurts him when I don’t come home, I’ve always been completely honest with him when it comes to who and when I’m dating someone – so he knows all about Gym Monkey.
We both realize that this relationship isn’t going to work and we want to start dating other people, we just don’t want the other person to date other people. Which is incredibly selfish and childish but when you’re hurt you pretty much don’t care if you are acting your age or not. I’m having a really hard time starting this moving process though – I don’t want to say goodbye to the friendship that I have with him. I know once I move out our friendship is going to drastically change. While I will most definitely be a lot happier it’s still really hard letting it go. I’m hoping that once some time has gone by that we can pick up where we left off after both of us has healed. While I’m friends with all my ex’s the friendship never seems the same after you break up. I really wish that doesn’t happen to us.
On a happier note, I’m really excited to move in with my friend, she is going through the exact same thing as me and we are going to help each other through it. We are going to have a blast with all the parties and boys and cryfests and more boys. So this is the week, the week I get my ass into gear and make myself move. I should be all moved in and settled by the new year and ready to move on!!! Wish me luck for good things to come for the coming year and no more drama – I’ve had enough of that in the last year to last me a lifetime.
Till next time,
Snow White
Thursday, December 4, 2008
MIA Cinderella
So if you guys havent noticed, Cinderella is missing in action. Not really but on this blog she is. She has a boyfriend. She has no reason to be writing on this blog now. We secretly hate her and her happiness, not really though. Ariel and I are very happy for her. I am moving in with another best friend who is newly single so you should be hearing from her shortly. Feel free to send hate mail to Cinderella for getting a boyfriend and abandoning this blog before really even got started.
Figgy Pudding
Snow White here……..
I’m not so much writing about a particular date or a particular someone today. Today I will be writing about the perils of being single during the holidays. There are so many things wrong with being single during this time of year while at the same time being oh so right. There are so many questions and uncertainty during this time, at least for me there is. Do you subject the person that you have been dating for a couple months to your not so normal family gatherings? Do you buy them a present? These are the things that have been running through my head these past couple of weeks.
I know that everyone thinks their family is crazy. And I agree that most people’s families have the best way of embarrassing you and making you wish that you were adopted. My family is not like this. They are the most caring and thoughtful individuals that I have ever met. The whole lot of them strive to be the best that they can be and encourage and truly wish the same for you. BUT, yes there is a but, we have two weird traditions that I love and couldn’t go through the holidays without. The problem is that I grew up doing these traditions every year, so it all seems rather normal to me. I found out later in life that “normal” families do not do the same things we do. I’m sure by now your interest is peaked and you are wondering what the hell we do that could be so abnormal. Well let the craziness begin.
I spend Christmas with my dad’s side of the family every year, I’ve never missed one in my 26 years and don’t plan on missing one EVER. Every year we have roast “beast” for dinner and it’s always fantastic!!! Here is where it starts to get a little nutty. After dinner we all sit around the dinner table, turn all the lights off except for the lit candles on the table, my grandma brings out the figgy pudding and sets it in front of my grandpa (If you’ve ever had figgy pudding then you know that it is a vile creation, it gives me goose bumps just thinking about it.). My grandpa then proceeds to pour a brandy and everclear mixture over the top of it and lights it on fire. The first sight of that pretty blue flame we all start to sing – what do we sing you ask? Well of course non other than “We Wish You A Merry Christmas” – you know the song. Are picturing this in your head now? Fifteen people sitting around in the dark with a figgy pudding on fire in the middle of the table singing “Oh bring us some figgy pudding, Oh bring us some figgy pudding, Oh bring us some figgy pudding, and bring it right here!!! We wont go until we get some, we wont go until we get some, we wont go until we get some, so bring it right here.” All the while my grandpa over poured the brandy/everclear mixture and the table cloth is catching on fire.
The lingerie box. We have this pink lingerie box that has lace all over it from the 1920’s that someone had gotten something in – it’s not important. I don’t know how this started but someone had re-gifted a present in this box and I guess the family thought it was HILARIOUS. Well the tradition of the lingerie box started there and hasn’t stopped yet. Someone every year will get a gift in this box, you then have to keep it and protect it from being damaged all year and then find something that fits in it to re-gift it the next year. Then when the person unwraps their gift everyone points and laughs and says “Oh man, you got the lingerie box, hahahahahaha!!!!” I love the fact that this happens every year and it is still as funny as when someone got it the year before.
So now that you know some of the weird things that go on during my holidays. What would you do? I know that if someone really likes you then they should accept your family and blah blah blah blah. BUT do you really want to put you and your family out there like that so soon? I think not, guess its going to be another holiday season hanging out with the fam singing Christmas carols around the burning table and probably getting that damn box that I have to keep for a year and I’ll be doing it all by myself!!!
Peace out biotches!!!!
I’m not so much writing about a particular date or a particular someone today. Today I will be writing about the perils of being single during the holidays. There are so many things wrong with being single during this time of year while at the same time being oh so right. There are so many questions and uncertainty during this time, at least for me there is. Do you subject the person that you have been dating for a couple months to your not so normal family gatherings? Do you buy them a present? These are the things that have been running through my head these past couple of weeks.
I know that everyone thinks their family is crazy. And I agree that most people’s families have the best way of embarrassing you and making you wish that you were adopted. My family is not like this. They are the most caring and thoughtful individuals that I have ever met. The whole lot of them strive to be the best that they can be and encourage and truly wish the same for you. BUT, yes there is a but, we have two weird traditions that I love and couldn’t go through the holidays without. The problem is that I grew up doing these traditions every year, so it all seems rather normal to me. I found out later in life that “normal” families do not do the same things we do. I’m sure by now your interest is peaked and you are wondering what the hell we do that could be so abnormal. Well let the craziness begin.
I spend Christmas with my dad’s side of the family every year, I’ve never missed one in my 26 years and don’t plan on missing one EVER. Every year we have roast “beast” for dinner and it’s always fantastic!!! Here is where it starts to get a little nutty. After dinner we all sit around the dinner table, turn all the lights off except for the lit candles on the table, my grandma brings out the figgy pudding and sets it in front of my grandpa (If you’ve ever had figgy pudding then you know that it is a vile creation, it gives me goose bumps just thinking about it.). My grandpa then proceeds to pour a brandy and everclear mixture over the top of it and lights it on fire. The first sight of that pretty blue flame we all start to sing – what do we sing you ask? Well of course non other than “We Wish You A Merry Christmas” – you know the song. Are picturing this in your head now? Fifteen people sitting around in the dark with a figgy pudding on fire in the middle of the table singing “Oh bring us some figgy pudding, Oh bring us some figgy pudding, Oh bring us some figgy pudding, and bring it right here!!! We wont go until we get some, we wont go until we get some, we wont go until we get some, so bring it right here.” All the while my grandpa over poured the brandy/everclear mixture and the table cloth is catching on fire.
The lingerie box. We have this pink lingerie box that has lace all over it from the 1920’s that someone had gotten something in – it’s not important. I don’t know how this started but someone had re-gifted a present in this box and I guess the family thought it was HILARIOUS. Well the tradition of the lingerie box started there and hasn’t stopped yet. Someone every year will get a gift in this box, you then have to keep it and protect it from being damaged all year and then find something that fits in it to re-gift it the next year. Then when the person unwraps their gift everyone points and laughs and says “Oh man, you got the lingerie box, hahahahahaha!!!!” I love the fact that this happens every year and it is still as funny as when someone got it the year before.
So now that you know some of the weird things that go on during my holidays. What would you do? I know that if someone really likes you then they should accept your family and blah blah blah blah. BUT do you really want to put you and your family out there like that so soon? I think not, guess its going to be another holiday season hanging out with the fam singing Christmas carols around the burning table and probably getting that damn box that I have to keep for a year and I’ll be doing it all by myself!!!
Peace out biotches!!!!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
The end of SweaterVest
So here I am a week later...(this is the dating world in it's ugly truth)...Yes, Sweatervest ended up committing to going out on Friday. But on Wed. we also made plans to go out on that same Saturday... So after staying at his house and "you know what" on Friday, I asked if we were still on for Saturday night.
Where he reconfirmed the plans, "yes, I'm going to watch the Coug game and then we'll go out."
So 330pm hits and he calls, drunk as all hell. Says he'll call again in a few hours, he wants to watch a few more games...(all the while, I'm thinking, okay...it's football, I understand)
To his word, he calls at 630 or so, tells me he's eating some fast food (which voids our dinner plans) and asks me "what I'm up to tonight."
WTHell!!!! I am thourghly confused at this point!!! I thought we had dinner plans. I thought he was really into me, considering we've been dating for two months or so now and everything is going good. (so I thought)... I'm pissed so I ask him what he is doing in my "I"m don with your crap tone of voice" and confirm that I'll call him when I'm done with dinner...
So SweaterVest ends up texting me, saying that "I"m down to hang out tonight, but I have to get up early"....(Interpretation: Dude, if you want to hang out come over, but I don't really care)...
So I respond: " Oh, that's ok, I'm hanging out with some friends, call me later"
And that's it...Haven't heard a word since.
Now I ask...WTH!!! Dating for two months and I don't even get a response. For fuck's sake! I guess he wasn't into me! What was I thinking! I honestly feel like I was dating a 21 year old. How funny...Because he was 25, and out of college....
Must be a prime example of: He's just not that into me.
Too bad it took Two months to find this out! I really wish he would've come out and said that he wasn't looking for a real relationship.
And now I feel used, and done...I don't want anything to do with men... I highly doubt that I can find anyone that appreciates me for who I am in the next 6 months or so...
I AM DONE
Ariel
Where he reconfirmed the plans, "yes, I'm going to watch the Coug game and then we'll go out."
So 330pm hits and he calls, drunk as all hell. Says he'll call again in a few hours, he wants to watch a few more games...(all the while, I'm thinking, okay...it's football, I understand)
To his word, he calls at 630 or so, tells me he's eating some fast food (which voids our dinner plans) and asks me "what I'm up to tonight."
WTHell!!!! I am thourghly confused at this point!!! I thought we had dinner plans. I thought he was really into me, considering we've been dating for two months or so now and everything is going good. (so I thought)... I'm pissed so I ask him what he is doing in my "I"m don with your crap tone of voice" and confirm that I'll call him when I'm done with dinner...
So SweaterVest ends up texting me, saying that "I"m down to hang out tonight, but I have to get up early"....(Interpretation: Dude, if you want to hang out come over, but I don't really care)...
So I respond: " Oh, that's ok, I'm hanging out with some friends, call me later"
And that's it...Haven't heard a word since.
Now I ask...WTH!!! Dating for two months and I don't even get a response. For fuck's sake! I guess he wasn't into me! What was I thinking! I honestly feel like I was dating a 21 year old. How funny...Because he was 25, and out of college....
Must be a prime example of: He's just not that into me.
Too bad it took Two months to find this out! I really wish he would've come out and said that he wasn't looking for a real relationship.
And now I feel used, and done...I don't want anything to do with men... I highly doubt that I can find anyone that appreciates me for who I am in the next 6 months or so...
I AM DONE
Ariel
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Midnight
So it's almost midnight and here I am...analyzing away...what I do best.
Is he, sweatervest, really into me or not? Are we moving forward or is this just another guy, I mean frog? Why is it that we only hang out on weekends? Is he really too busy? What is going on?!!!
I really can't handle it...
I asked him today " do you want to go out with my friends and I on Friday?" And he says, " Well, let me see what's going on this weekend? I'll let you know tomorrow. Probably. But I'll let you know tomorrow..."
What kind of answer is that!!! Shouldn't he be really excited to hang out with me? WTF?
And it's always that we spend one night a week together. It's been 6weeks now, you'd think there'd be some progression..
Maybe I'm just freaking out. Maybe sweatervest will get it together. But will I be able to wait.
I don't know...
When do the games stop...
xoxo
Wishful Ariel
Is he, sweatervest, really into me or not? Are we moving forward or is this just another guy, I mean frog? Why is it that we only hang out on weekends? Is he really too busy? What is going on?!!!
I really can't handle it...
I asked him today " do you want to go out with my friends and I on Friday?" And he says, " Well, let me see what's going on this weekend? I'll let you know tomorrow. Probably. But I'll let you know tomorrow..."
What kind of answer is that!!! Shouldn't he be really excited to hang out with me? WTF?
And it's always that we spend one night a week together. It's been 6weeks now, you'd think there'd be some progression..
Maybe I'm just freaking out. Maybe sweatervest will get it together. But will I be able to wait.
I don't know...
When do the games stop...
xoxo
Wishful Ariel
Scariest Date Ever!! Not bad scary, scary scary!!!
Ok, so I am still seeing GymMonkey, but definitely not limiting myself to one guy. We hangout maybe once or twice a week. Anyways, we have been having lots of discussions on ghosts lately – don’t ask it just happens. He is a very firm believer in ghosts, I am not – I have a very hard time believing that dead people’s spirits are roaming this earth watching and trying to scare/communicate/hurt/touch living people. He tells me that he’s going to prove it me…….. I say bring it on!!!!
He tells me all about this cemetery in Maltby – I’m actually disclosing this place because I think everybody should check it out. We go out and want to make this as scary as possible – so what do we do? We go see SAW V first of course, while this movie isn’t about ghosts, its still gory as hell and leaves lasting images in your head of people getting their hands sawed off while being shot with nail bombs. Needless to say I watched most of the movie peeking through my fingers like a little girl. After the movie we head over to the cemetery, but he forgot to mention that this cemetery sits in the middle of a freaking forest!!! Oh yeah, we had to go on a hike through the creepiest trail just to get there. He also forgot to mention that half the bodies in there were dug up for a housing development, so half of it sits in the middle of the woods and half of it sits in this person’s back-yard. (side note: who buys a house that was built on a dug up cemetery? Haven’t they seen Poltergeist?)
As we start walking up the trail it starts getting narrower and narrower, so now I either have to go in front or in back. If I go in front I have to deal with the spider webs and finding my footing on this overgrown trail that I don’t think anyone has walked up in years. Or I have to go in back which leaves me completely open to be abducted and carried off in the woods so my hands can get sawed off while being shot with nail bombs. I took the back because spiders freak me the fuck out!!! I’ll deal with my hands getting sawed off when that time comes.
After about a half hour trek on this trail we finally get to the top – where I almost starting having a panic attack. I was so scared out of mind I could barely breathe. We have to walk through this person’s backyard to get to the actual cemetery and I completely freeze up. But only until GymMonkey kept walking and I realized that I was going to be left behind, then I hauled ass to catch up to him and grab onto his arm. I need you to understand that I couldn’t see a god-damned thing it was so dark. It was probably around 12:30pm at this time and there was a full moon out – but since we were in the woods the stupid trees wouldn’t let any moonlight in. We walk around on these small trails tripping over the tombstones we couldn’t see and reading the ones we could.
This cemetery is located on a hill, so it has one level, then a level below that, and then the last level below that. The lower levels are very much deep in the woods and extremely dark. We are trying to get down to the lower level and what do we see in the distance, is that a ladder? What is a ladder doing in the middle of a cemetery in the woods you ask? Well after it taking us about twenty minutes to get down there, we figured out someone built a fort, and it had those Blair-witch homemade creepy stick things hanging all over it. I was out after that, ghosts don’t make creepy stick things, crazy psycho people who saw your hands off and shoot you with nail bombs do.
Now while I THOUGHT I saw some things and THOUGHT I heard some things I’m still not completely sold on the whole ghost thing. I am sold on the fact that I’m scared shitless of the dark. People are freaks who would live in a house where dead bodies used to be. People who make creepy stick things and hangout in a fort in the middle of a cemetery are scary. And last but not least, even if you don’t see any ghosts, its still just as scary to be standing in a cemetery on a full moon night in the middle of the woods. I’ve never been more scared in my life- that was Gym Monkey’s objective and it totally worked.
We are going on more ghost hunting trips in the future, I’ll let you know if we find any.
Snow White
He tells me all about this cemetery in Maltby – I’m actually disclosing this place because I think everybody should check it out. We go out and want to make this as scary as possible – so what do we do? We go see SAW V first of course, while this movie isn’t about ghosts, its still gory as hell and leaves lasting images in your head of people getting their hands sawed off while being shot with nail bombs. Needless to say I watched most of the movie peeking through my fingers like a little girl. After the movie we head over to the cemetery, but he forgot to mention that this cemetery sits in the middle of a freaking forest!!! Oh yeah, we had to go on a hike through the creepiest trail just to get there. He also forgot to mention that half the bodies in there were dug up for a housing development, so half of it sits in the middle of the woods and half of it sits in this person’s back-yard. (side note: who buys a house that was built on a dug up cemetery? Haven’t they seen Poltergeist?)
As we start walking up the trail it starts getting narrower and narrower, so now I either have to go in front or in back. If I go in front I have to deal with the spider webs and finding my footing on this overgrown trail that I don’t think anyone has walked up in years. Or I have to go in back which leaves me completely open to be abducted and carried off in the woods so my hands can get sawed off while being shot with nail bombs. I took the back because spiders freak me the fuck out!!! I’ll deal with my hands getting sawed off when that time comes.
After about a half hour trek on this trail we finally get to the top – where I almost starting having a panic attack. I was so scared out of mind I could barely breathe. We have to walk through this person’s backyard to get to the actual cemetery and I completely freeze up. But only until GymMonkey kept walking and I realized that I was going to be left behind, then I hauled ass to catch up to him and grab onto his arm. I need you to understand that I couldn’t see a god-damned thing it was so dark. It was probably around 12:30pm at this time and there was a full moon out – but since we were in the woods the stupid trees wouldn’t let any moonlight in. We walk around on these small trails tripping over the tombstones we couldn’t see and reading the ones we could.
This cemetery is located on a hill, so it has one level, then a level below that, and then the last level below that. The lower levels are very much deep in the woods and extremely dark. We are trying to get down to the lower level and what do we see in the distance, is that a ladder? What is a ladder doing in the middle of a cemetery in the woods you ask? Well after it taking us about twenty minutes to get down there, we figured out someone built a fort, and it had those Blair-witch homemade creepy stick things hanging all over it. I was out after that, ghosts don’t make creepy stick things, crazy psycho people who saw your hands off and shoot you with nail bombs do.
Now while I THOUGHT I saw some things and THOUGHT I heard some things I’m still not completely sold on the whole ghost thing. I am sold on the fact that I’m scared shitless of the dark. People are freaks who would live in a house where dead bodies used to be. People who make creepy stick things and hangout in a fort in the middle of a cemetery are scary. And last but not least, even if you don’t see any ghosts, its still just as scary to be standing in a cemetery on a full moon night in the middle of the woods. I’ve never been more scared in my life- that was Gym Monkey’s objective and it totally worked.
We are going on more ghost hunting trips in the future, I’ll let you know if we find any.
Snow White
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