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Saturday, 14 January 2012
Single Girl Song: Potential New Boyfriend
It's Saturday and I am heading out on the tonight with the girls. This will be my theme for tonight:)
Friday, 13 January 2012
Horrific Dates in Histoy~ Raj
This isn't my first online dating rodeo. My first foray into this crazy world occured somewhere in either 2006 or 2007. One of my first and most memorable dates was this guy named Raj. Raj was originally from India. When we started chatting he had been living in Canada for about five years, but was actually home in India for a few months. So we chatted for a few weeks and planned our first date upon his return to Canada.
Our first date started off really sweet. He brought me a hand beaded purse and a pair of earrings from India. We had decided to go bowling. It was super fun. We had some beer, got a tiny bit tipsy and had a few laughs and overall a great time. After bowling we decided to go back to his place and order some Chinese take out and watch a movie. We had another beer or two and then Mr. Raj got brave. He went in for the kiss. I was having a great time so I figured, why not? Well he started to get a little excited and was moving a little faster than I had anticipated or was ready for. He did the good old fashioned leg hump that I love so much and actually ripped a button off my shirt trying to get his hand up my sleeve and to my girls (interesting approach, might I add). At that point I had enough. I tell him what I am thinking and leave.
The next day I get a phone call from my date. He was extremely apologetic and felt really bad about the way things went down. He seemed quite sincere and since our date started off so great I decided to give it another shot...always with the damn second shots...note to self...that has got to stop! Anyways we go out a few more times and he truly is a nice guy. On one of our dates I discover that he had actually dated a girl that I had gone to school with all throughout elementary school, but moved away in grade seven. They ended things on positive terms and he actually still had her contact info so I got it from him and I reconnected with my old friend. We probably went on a total of about five dates. At this point he was wanting things to be really serious. He called me every morning to be my wake up call, so he could hear my voice as soon as he woke up, stuff like that...barf. Anyways as is the case with most guys I ever seem to date, I really wasn't feeling the attraction. Since he seemed to be getting ahead of himself with our "relationship" I decided I had better end it.
About a month or two later I am chatting with my old friend, the same one that had also dated Raj. Well, what she had to say truly shocked me. Literally days after things had ended with Raj and I he packed up his bags, flew back to India and got himself a wife! I guess he was tired of Canadian women and just wanted to settle down and get married so he let his parents set him up in an arranged marriage! I guess I was the straw that broke the camel's back for this guy. He just couldn't take another rejection from a Canadian woman and decided to do things the old fashioned way!
So yeah....that's the kind of crap that happens to me. Date a guy, he the concludes Canadian women are crazy and decides marrying someone he's never even met is a far better alternative. The funny thing is I have run into he and his wife a few times here and there....we both avoid making eye contact and pretend not to see eachother. I think it's for the best.
Although, I have always wanted to wear a sari...
...mehndi is pretty neat too!
Our first date started off really sweet. He brought me a hand beaded purse and a pair of earrings from India. We had decided to go bowling. It was super fun. We had some beer, got a tiny bit tipsy and had a few laughs and overall a great time. After bowling we decided to go back to his place and order some Chinese take out and watch a movie. We had another beer or two and then Mr. Raj got brave. He went in for the kiss. I was having a great time so I figured, why not? Well he started to get a little excited and was moving a little faster than I had anticipated or was ready for. He did the good old fashioned leg hump that I love so much and actually ripped a button off my shirt trying to get his hand up my sleeve and to my girls (interesting approach, might I add). At that point I had enough. I tell him what I am thinking and leave.
The next day I get a phone call from my date. He was extremely apologetic and felt really bad about the way things went down. He seemed quite sincere and since our date started off so great I decided to give it another shot...always with the damn second shots...note to self...that has got to stop! Anyways we go out a few more times and he truly is a nice guy. On one of our dates I discover that he had actually dated a girl that I had gone to school with all throughout elementary school, but moved away in grade seven. They ended things on positive terms and he actually still had her contact info so I got it from him and I reconnected with my old friend. We probably went on a total of about five dates. At this point he was wanting things to be really serious. He called me every morning to be my wake up call, so he could hear my voice as soon as he woke up, stuff like that...barf. Anyways as is the case with most guys I ever seem to date, I really wasn't feeling the attraction. Since he seemed to be getting ahead of himself with our "relationship" I decided I had better end it.
About a month or two later I am chatting with my old friend, the same one that had also dated Raj. Well, what she had to say truly shocked me. Literally days after things had ended with Raj and I he packed up his bags, flew back to India and got himself a wife! I guess he was tired of Canadian women and just wanted to settle down and get married so he let his parents set him up in an arranged marriage! I guess I was the straw that broke the camel's back for this guy. He just couldn't take another rejection from a Canadian woman and decided to do things the old fashioned way!
So yeah....that's the kind of crap that happens to me. Date a guy, he the concludes Canadian women are crazy and decides marrying someone he's never even met is a far better alternative. The funny thing is I have run into he and his wife a few times here and there....we both avoid making eye contact and pretend not to see eachother. I think it's for the best.
Although, I have always wanted to wear a sari...
...mehndi is pretty neat too!
Sunday, 8 January 2012
AKA Date Girl
Just a little note about this blog. This is something I do for fun. It is something I do because I like to write. It is just another way to express myself and chronicle the ridiculous dates that I have been subjected to as a single girl in this city. I choose not to write using my real name for reasons that I would think are quite obvious:
a) I am single and dating in a small city. A single google search of my name would likely turn up this blog. In all likelihood noone is going to want to date a girl who could potentially spill all their dirty little secrets on her blog.
b) Out of respect and privacy for those I have dated I have not included my own name or theirs. All of the stories I tell are true but I have tried to change or leave out details that would identify anyone.
c) It's not really the kind of thing you want your boss reading about you. My mom doesn't really need to know about my leg getting humped either...
I am not ashamed of my dates, the things I have done on them or anything I have written about. I just want to be asked out again without having my potentialvictims dates knowing that they could end up on a blog about dating disasters. If anyone wants to turn this baby into a book then I will gladly out myself to the masses (all 6 of ya!) and take full credit for the hilarity that is my blog and sadly enough my dating life.
P.S.-As some of you may know I also have another blog where I write quite publicly using my real name, about the rather mundane details of my day to day life.
a) I am single and dating in a small city. A single google search of my name would likely turn up this blog. In all likelihood noone is going to want to date a girl who could potentially spill all their dirty little secrets on her blog.
b) Out of respect and privacy for those I have dated I have not included my own name or theirs. All of the stories I tell are true but I have tried to change or leave out details that would identify anyone.
c) It's not really the kind of thing you want your boss reading about you. My mom doesn't really need to know about my leg getting humped either...
I am not ashamed of my dates, the things I have done on them or anything I have written about. I just want to be asked out again without having my potential
P.S.-As some of you may know I also have another blog where I write quite publicly using my real name, about the rather mundane details of my day to day life.
Single Girl Song: "Far Away"
I recently heard this song and I think it pretty much sums up how I am feeling and what I am hoping for in life. I think it is quite fitting because I am originally from a small fishing community and somehow the city boys I keep meeting are missing some of the qualities that I love so much about the men at home. I can't seem to find the right balance of country boy values and city boy style.
Just a simple life by the sea...is it too much for a girl to ask for?
Friday, 6 January 2012
What Do You Do with Gifts from Exes?
I was just getting ready for bed and removing my jewelry and thought to myself "Is it weird that I am still wearing jewelry given to me by an alcoholic ex-boyfriend who I dated over 7 years ago and is now married to and has a child with someone else?" I personally don't give a shit. If it's nice and I like it I will wear it. I don't think most of my friends would...and although generally a very sentimental person I don't seem to attach any sentimental value to ex-bf gifts. To me it's just stuff, pretty stuff, given to me by some loser ex boyfriend. So if I didn't get anything much from the relationship I might as well enjoy a little bling.
Granted these are not engagement rings I am talking about...I don't think I could go there...although I probably could melt down the gold and get the diamond set in something else and be okay with it.
What do you think? What do you do with gifts from exes?
Granted these are not engagement rings I am talking about...I don't think I could go there...although I probably could melt down the gold and get the diamond set in something else and be okay with it.
What do you think? What do you do with gifts from exes?
Sunday, 1 January 2012
Kissin' Mission NYE
Yesterday I told my BFF that I was going to be bold and tell all the cute guys at the party/dance I was attending for NYE to find me at midnight and I would kiss whoever showed up. Well that didn't exactly happen. It was hard to make contact with all the boys considering we arrived at the party only an hour before midnight and was not nearly brave drunk enough and there were literally maybe three single guys there.
So I missed my midnight kiss...but did I let that get me down? No, of course not. I quickly rebounded and found a dance partner and boogied the night away. A little about this dance partner....he was a very cute, drunken, bearded redneck that I dated about five years ago and have always had a little thing for ever since. His willingness to cut a rug with him boded well for him and instead of a midnight kiss I settled for a two a.m. kiss, worked for me.
That was my first kiss for 2012. What else will the new year bring in the kissin' department? Only time will tell.
So I missed my midnight kiss...but did I let that get me down? No, of course not. I quickly rebounded and found a dance partner and boogied the night away. A little about this dance partner....he was a very cute, drunken, bearded redneck that I dated about five years ago and have always had a little thing for ever since. His willingness to cut a rug with him boded well for him and instead of a midnight kiss I settled for a two a.m. kiss, worked for me.
That was my first kiss for 2012. What else will the new year bring in the kissin' department? Only time will tell.
Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Parker "The Officially Cheap"
Okay. Parker. Where do I begin? Once again I am thinking that you should always trust your gut...My instincts said that Parker was a cheap nerd and I wasn't wrong. I stupidly gave him the benefit of the doubt and four more dates to prove it to me.
Date 1: The Pizza Dilemma
-This is the date from the previous entry on Parker. The one where he said he was bringing the free pizza and I had to pay for the movie. Well instead he ended up bringing wine and told me I should cook for him(!!!). There was no way in hell I was cooking for him so I bought some fancy cheeses, meats, fruit, chocolate and made up a yummy platter of these delicious items, think Obladee if you've ever been! He redeemed himself by bringing three bottles of wine. I guess he wasn't sure what type I'd like so he brought a variety. FYI, we only drank one. When it was time to leave he left the other two bottles at my place stating that we could drink them another time.
Date 2: Comedy Club
-Our second date was at a comedy club to which he had free tickets. He said he made dinner reservations at the hotel attached to the comedy place before the show and I said that sounded good. We arrived and because it was a buffet style dinner you had to pay in advance. He got out his credit card, paid and said, "You can pay me back later." Seriously. He said that.
Date 3: Chicken Cordon Bleu
-He came over and made me dinner and we drank wine bottle number two. He also helped me fix my Christmas tree that had already fallen over twice, that was nice. This date was cut short because he had the get his hair cut by a friend at like 8:30.
Date 4: Mexican and Muppets
At this point I REALLY should not have been dating this guy. I knew for sure that he was not the one for me. I wasn't excited, wasn't getting that butterfly feeling, and had generally been avoiding him. However being somewhat of a pussy I went. We went for Mexican at one of my favorite places. Without discussing it I paid (since he said I'd have to pay him back for the comedy club dinner I figured this would do). We went to see the Muppet movie after dinner...it was a Tuesday night and cheap night afterall so he paid.
That was the last date we had. However, over the weekend I received a drunken text saying "Why did you say I was trying to move to fast." I suppose at this point I should mention that after our second date he said he wanted to date exclusively and had already told his mother I was his girlfriend. I knew at this point I'd have to be upfront and let him know I wasn't interested in pursuing this any further. Last night I got a text asking if I would like to go to a movie (again, Tuesday cheap night) or go for wings on Thursday(also cheap night for wings). So it was time to man up and tell the truth (or at least mostly the truth)...here's how our conversation went:
Guy: Want to go to a movie tonight or go for wings on Thursday?
Me: I'm not sure if you've noticed but I've been feeling a little distant the past few days. When you wrote me on Saturday night it got me thinking...
I generally wouldn't take it quite so slow...I think there is something missing for me. I think you are a nice guy and I like spending time with you but something just isn't there.
Guy: K (Aaaaah! Can't make this highlight-y part go away...sorry!)
Guy: Not much I can say. Good luck.
Me: I normally wouldn't say these things via text but we don't talk on the phone and it seemed kinda dumb to waste your time and have you come all the way over here.
Me: Anyways, best of luck to you too.
Guy: Yeah I figured it was a dead end when I had to plan out and decide everything we did to be honest.
Me: Sorry
Now here is the kicker and when things get really good...
Guy: Mind if I come over and grab that 3rd bottle of wine if you didn't drink it?
Me: Are you serious?
Me: If you want to...I guess so....
Guy: It's not a big deal lol
Guy: Didn't expect that response.
Me: Sorry just thought it was a weird thing to say, but it's all yours if you'd like it.
Guy: I like wine is all.
Guy: And it's one less bottle I'll have to buy during Christmas.
Guy: It's sometimes nice to treat yourself to a bottle other than what you make yourself (he makes wine).
Me: At the risk of sounding like a complete bitch I am going to say something. That's part of the reason I knew it wouldn't work with us. You seem preoccupied with $ and to me that's really tacky.
Me: I am all about paying my way and my fair share but I think it is really tacky to be discussing such things when you are just dating.
Guy: Wow. Go fuck yourself.
Guy: And yeah you do sound like a bitch.
Me: Sorry
Me: You sound cheap.
Guy: Good luck with life.
Me: Anyhoo just let me know when you want to get your wine, I'll leave it in my mailbox.
Guy: It's just obvious you don't know me.
Guy: And I will never talk to you again or come for it
Guy: That is the single most disrespectful thing I have heard in years
Guy: About my nature and character
Sorry buddy, your nature and character is cheap and you needed to be told. I wouldn't have gone there if you didn't ask about picking up your $15 bottle of wine. You needed to know.
Date 1: The Pizza Dilemma
-This is the date from the previous entry on Parker. The one where he said he was bringing the free pizza and I had to pay for the movie. Well instead he ended up bringing wine and told me I should cook for him(!!!). There was no way in hell I was cooking for him so I bought some fancy cheeses, meats, fruit, chocolate and made up a yummy platter of these delicious items, think Obladee if you've ever been! He redeemed himself by bringing three bottles of wine. I guess he wasn't sure what type I'd like so he brought a variety. FYI, we only drank one. When it was time to leave he left the other two bottles at my place stating that we could drink them another time.
Date 2: Comedy Club
-Our second date was at a comedy club to which he had free tickets. He said he made dinner reservations at the hotel attached to the comedy place before the show and I said that sounded good. We arrived and because it was a buffet style dinner you had to pay in advance. He got out his credit card, paid and said, "You can pay me back later." Seriously. He said that.
Date 3: Chicken Cordon Bleu
-He came over and made me dinner and we drank wine bottle number two. He also helped me fix my Christmas tree that had already fallen over twice, that was nice. This date was cut short because he had the get his hair cut by a friend at like 8:30.
Date 4: Mexican and Muppets
At this point I REALLY should not have been dating this guy. I knew for sure that he was not the one for me. I wasn't excited, wasn't getting that butterfly feeling, and had generally been avoiding him. However being somewhat of a pussy I went. We went for Mexican at one of my favorite places. Without discussing it I paid (since he said I'd have to pay him back for the comedy club dinner I figured this would do). We went to see the Muppet movie after dinner...it was a Tuesday night and cheap night afterall so he paid.
That was the last date we had. However, over the weekend I received a drunken text saying "Why did you say I was trying to move to fast." I suppose at this point I should mention that after our second date he said he wanted to date exclusively and had already told his mother I was his girlfriend. I knew at this point I'd have to be upfront and let him know I wasn't interested in pursuing this any further. Last night I got a text asking if I would like to go to a movie (again, Tuesday cheap night) or go for wings on Thursday(also cheap night for wings). So it was time to man up and tell the truth (or at least mostly the truth)...here's how our conversation went:
Guy: Want to go to a movie tonight or go for wings on Thursday?
Me: I'm not sure if you've noticed but I've been feeling a little distant the past few days. When you wrote me on Saturday night it got me thinking...
I generally wouldn't take it quite so slow...I think there is something missing for me. I think you are a nice guy and I like spending time with you but something just isn't there.
Guy: K (Aaaaah! Can't make this highlight-y part go away...sorry!)
Guy: Not much I can say. Good luck.
Me: I normally wouldn't say these things via text but we don't talk on the phone and it seemed kinda dumb to waste your time and have you come all the way over here.
Me: Anyways, best of luck to you too.
Guy: Yeah I figured it was a dead end when I had to plan out and decide everything we did to be honest.
Me: Sorry
Now here is the kicker and when things get really good...
Guy: Mind if I come over and grab that 3rd bottle of wine if you didn't drink it?
Me: Are you serious?
Me: If you want to...I guess so....
Guy: It's not a big deal lol
Guy: Didn't expect that response.
Me: Sorry just thought it was a weird thing to say, but it's all yours if you'd like it.
Guy: I like wine is all.
Guy: And it's one less bottle I'll have to buy during Christmas.
Guy: It's sometimes nice to treat yourself to a bottle other than what you make yourself (he makes wine).
Me: At the risk of sounding like a complete bitch I am going to say something. That's part of the reason I knew it wouldn't work with us. You seem preoccupied with $ and to me that's really tacky.
Me: I am all about paying my way and my fair share but I think it is really tacky to be discussing such things when you are just dating.
Guy: Wow. Go fuck yourself.
Guy: And yeah you do sound like a bitch.
Me: Sorry
Me: You sound cheap.
Guy: Good luck with life.
Me: Anyhoo just let me know when you want to get your wine, I'll leave it in my mailbox.
Guy: It's just obvious you don't know me.
Guy: And I will never talk to you again or come for it
Guy: That is the single most disrespectful thing I have heard in years
Guy: About my nature and character
Sorry buddy, your nature and character is cheap and you needed to be told. I wouldn't have gone there if you didn't ask about picking up your $15 bottle of wine. You needed to know.
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