Over the end of last summer, I decided to break out of my comfort zone and enter the world of online dating. After combing through what seemed like countless profiles of NOs and surviving a date with a guy that looked like Zac Efron that I will now only refer to as “Hell Night”, I took my exit upon the new adventure and somehow managed to still keep two potentials: my new friend and wine guy.
Although things with my new friend had stepped up via Facebook messages no move or other point of contact was made.
Meanwhile wine guy swooped in for the interest and insisted on seeing me again for a second date. (more…)
I LOVE my fair portion of trash reality television, and Real Housewives of Atlanta definitely does not miss the plate. This season thus far has been an interesting one with Porsha’s divorce, Mama Joyce’s hatred for Todd, and whether or not Kenya actually did offer to “suck Apollo’s wee-wee”. I wish I was making some of this shit up.
On one of the more recent episodes cast member Nene Leakes brought along one of her friends Mynique to a group gathering where she was later then schooled on the fundamentals of throwing shade and reading.
No, not that kind of reading.
- Shade: acting in a casual or disrespectful manner towards someone a.k.a “throwing shade”.
- Read: To tell someone about themself, as in “Don’t do it bitch, I will read your ass”.
Shade throwing and serving a good read–you either know it or you don’t. Personally it’s not something that can be taught, especially in the span of a few minutes and then be put up against almost the entire cast of Real Housewives of Atlanta–because chances are you won’t be ready.
However, let’s get with the Gawds and break this all down: Get your glasses handy because the library is officially open, honey chile.
So a few weeks ago, I began to share the time of this past summer when I gave into the thought of trying online dating.
Almost a full week into it I’d ran across some party boys, a guy I used to be involved with, a guy who claimed I was his new B.F.F., a guy that looked like Glenn Close, guys who clearly weren’t schooled on proper pictures to use for a dating site (like really who are the chicks in your photo, sir) and a few other bunches of HELL NO.
Right when I was ready to back out of my decision of joining this online catastrophe I ended up connecting and chatting with a guy that had a mutual friend in common with me. My new friend was funny, sweet, never ran out of things to talk about with me and I genuinely began to look forward to hopping on and learning more about him and he seemed to feel the same. Could it be…..my luck was changing?!
Okay, so almost full 15 solid days into 2014 and I can now say with confidence that I am still a mess.
A mess for my standards.
I’m not really big on New Years resolutions because I’ve learned a long time ago they just aren’t for me due to the fact that I make all these false promises to myself and to other people only to fail miserably and/or get mad at myself.
I’m all for change and advancing to the better good but that’s something that should be strived for regardless, despite the oncoming new year.
Admit it. You’re tired of seeing it too.
“New Year, New Me”.
“No time for lames this year”.
“Switching it up this time”.
“About to get my sexy back. Y’all ain’t ready”.