S is Really cheesing me off today. She is mad at me because I made it so she couldn’t see certain things on my wall on Facebook (I have her under Family, and so the things that I wouldn’t want my family to see I set to post to everyone except Family). Any normal person would just ask me why it is that she can’t see certain things but her fiance (whom I still dislike) can but she has decided to take the 9th grade approach to things and make her status to ” Loves when someone who considers you to be their “best friend” blocks you from seeing certain things on their wall. Really? Like what are you hiding? Grow uppp” and then 10 minutes after I wrote on her wall today: ” Looovess when people read a status you wrote about them making it obvious who it was directed to and they talk to you like they haven’t the slightest clue what you’re talking about lol “. It sounds to me like SHE is the one who needs to “grow uppp” (and also stop extending words with extra letters that don’t need to be there, you aren’t 12, get over it already). She has been hanging out with some new friends and I have noticed her turning into more and more of a jealous, insecure, whiny little bitch. I know that sounds harsh but it’s true and it sucks because I do love her dearly but I don’t know how much longer I can put up with her B.S.
Do I need to even remind you of what happened when we went out for her birthday? Ughh. I mentioned that she was on her cell, texting away, the entire night. She didn’t put her phone down for more than 2 minutes at a time, and that isn’t even an exaggeration, I wish it was. What I didn’t mention is that she flaked out on me and ditched me to be with her fiance (which is who she was texting the whole night) and then instead of taking a taxi home like we had planned we ended up walking home (and an hour early) because she had already asked her fiance to come pick us up and walk me back to my place and then she went with him. So, I got to walk home in my high heels and a tight, short dress in the cold and she got to walk in the leggings, sweater and sneakers that her significant other brought for her to change into for the walk home.
I have known her for a long time, but I can’t stand the person that she is becoming.
End of Vent.
AV and I ended things a few days ago. He is a very busy person and isn’t ready for a relationship. I want something meaningful and so i’m going to continue to pursue that. If I find it that will be excellent, but if not then that is okay too.
I have a date in a few days with a pretty cool guy, we’ll call him Neighbour, because he lives right around the corner from me! 🙂
Not much else has really been going on, have been tieing up some loose ends for school and spending copious amounts of time with M and her brother Mark.
I wish life was like a romantic comedy.
Steve (see my story on Josh) has gotten back in touch with me after 5 years of not talking (life happens) and he is hot on my pursuit!
It’s not going to happen, but still i’ll blog about it.
He called me this afternoon and he was making it very apparent that he is interested in me. He kept mentioning how gorgeous and amazing I am and he must have told me he was single a dozen times during our conversation. He also talked about how he is looking to find someone good to be with and that his cheating days are over now (he used to cheat on EVERYBODY he dated).
Like I said though it will never happen, even if I was looking right now. He has slept with a few of my friends and he is my ex boyfriend’s best friend. Not to mention the fact that he has slept with a lot of women, we’re talking triple digits, i’m pretty sure his crotch is where sexual health goes to die.
So, friendship it is, and will be 🙂
It’s about to get very personal up in here.
I’m happy to be able to honestly tell you that as far as first times go mine was pretty great and I have no regrets. I do have some funny little details though.
I had been seeing someone for 6 months and I was in love. By the way this story is about the same guy as the first BJ story. We had done everything else sexual and worked our way up to the main event (oh to be a teenager again). It was August and really hot out and we were at his house alone. We watched a movie and then we started making out and then the clothes started flying off (literally, they were flying everywhere. I never did find my panties). We had sex (missionary, it was both of our first times) and it was good. Afterward he looked at me, smiled and said….wait for it…. “oh my goodness, so this is what it feels like to not be a virgin! We had sex baby, we did it!” It’s like really? I thought we were playing squash!
Two days later I came over and brought him cupcakes with this:
virgin , written on them in frosting . Oh how lame I am was. He looked at me like I was insane and I smiled at him and said, and I quote, ” I know what you’re thinking, and you’re welcome”.
I didn’t mean to, please don’t set my pants ablaze.
I am talking to Stud and so therefore I am blogging about him. He is doing well, still living in Beastman, Georgia (if you caught how clever that was then bravo, there is hope for you yet!) and therefore still single.
Now, I realise that I said that I wasn’t really talking to him and that is true because we are both very busy but that was pretty much just my PMS talking because he is one of my best male friends and I love him haha.
Anywho, the exciting news for all of you is that Stud has created his own blog! Go Check him out there!
I would love to be able to tell you about my most recent date with Art Vandelay but we haven’t been out again since I last posted so you already kind of know, we have been busy.
I spent a couple of hours with the sexy Art Vandelay last night and we had a pretty good time. We also determined something that I have been receiving e-mails asking me about which is if he is my boyfriend. We want to date each other but neither one of us wants anything serious right now because we both just got out of serious relationships (me a marriage, him a relationship that produced two children). So yes I guess he is my boyfriend, but no it isn’t serious right now. I hope that clears things up for you curious folks haha
My time right now is limited so I won’t be rehashing the night’s events but there wasn’t anything very bizarre or awful to make fun of in a self deprecating manner anyhow.
The night was good and I came home smelling like his cologne and feeling very happy, enough said 🙂
I’m blogging from the depths of a vanilla and brown sugar scented bubble bath tonight.
The other day I was out for my jog and Art Vandelay joined me (be jealous, you wish you had a sexy architect as a jogging buddy) and he asked me a question, a question that drove home a very valid point.
“Is it ever weird for you that we have only been out a few times and because I have read your blog I know all of this personal stuff about you?
Yes, yes, one hundred and seventy-one times yes.
Normally when you start seeing someone they don’t already know the story about your first BJ or about the guy who puked in your mouth in the eight grade.
In a way though it worked in my favour. Art Vandelay had read my blog and so he got an idea of the type of person I am (confident, blunt, funny, foul-mouthed) and yet he still wanted to go out with me.
I must be doin’ something right.