I think it’s safe to say that the time for my hiatus needs to and has come to an end. I’ve had enough of life’s busy schedule and unfortunately to the disappointment of my family and small gang of hopefully romantic friends it is not due to “having found a man”.
It is clear that everyone has their fair share of pet peeves and last Fall I came to the realization that the list of things that annoy me is longer than I expected.
Just when you think you’ve reached your limit, some new trend or new annoyance twirls in….and that brings us to the part where we welcome Winter.
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. Continue reading
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?!
Coming into 2013, this year had a LOT to compete with in comparison to all of the changes that were made in 2012. I had moved out, broken up, started a blog, lost some old friends and gained some new ones. Like all of us I had no idea what to expect and now as I sit in the final day of this year I have to say this was the most interesting because I got to build on what has changed, grow more into the person I want to be, and truly take in what all 2013 has taught me.
Here’s what I’ve learned.
1 Despite what Drake says, it’s okay to be open to new friends.
Overall I’ve gotten closer to people who were already in my life in some capacity but one person definitely comes to mind as a new friend I’ve gained this year and I couldn’t imagine having to have gone through this year without her. Her wit, her support, her wisdom, her encouragement–thank you for always being there to listen, to drink, to dance, throw shade, vent, make me laugh and proving it’s okay to let strangers into your circle.
At least once a month I like to throw in something I created on Throwback Thursday called “Throwback Tales”, which goes back in time to something ridiculous I’ve experience so we can all sit and laugh at
what a fool how interesting life can be at times.
Considering this is the last Thursday of 2013, I saved this particular tale and something that happened this summer’s end for last. It definitely isn’t the most outrageous incident that has happened, but it inspired three parts of Throwback Tales and it’s something I said I would never, ever, ever do.
TRY ONLINE DATING.
But after being pressured from friends and family members probably secretly browsing through brochures to throw me into a convent, I gave into the idea for over an entire month. And lived to blog about it.
Ready or not, here it comes!
Cuffing Season: During the Fall and Winter months people who would normally rather be single or promiscuous find themselves along with the rest of the world desiring to be “Cuffed” or tied down by a serious relationship.
So, if you still aren’t aware of what exactly is “Cuffing Season” or what are the signs of this Fall phenomenon allow me to break this down.
Pet peeves. We all have them.
For those of you who might be confused on what the definition of a pet peeve might be it’s basically shit that IRKS YOU TO NO END OF RETURN.
And I have more than a few of them.
Of course for me, there the usual suspects: Math, creepers, people who clap when planes land, slow drivers, closed-minded people, botched movie remakes, liars and THAT. FAMILY.
But lately there’s been a fresh batch of things that have been causing me to roll my eyes to the moment they might actually get stuck one day. I’m talking pet peeves: The Fall Edition.
If you ask almost any twenty-something who has found their way over to the single life, they might have said once or twice that they truly believe their dating life is cursed.
As far as myself, I’m definitely one of those.
To understand you have to start at the beginning, perfect for Throwback Thursday, which in my case starts my Senior year in high school. I had just got out of my first puppy love relationship with a guy who ended up ditching me a month before prom and I wanted nothing more than to just finish the school in peace and with good grades.
One month left until graduation and on a night out my friend’s boyfriend tells me that one of our classmates we’ll just call J had a crush on me which led me to almost choke on my root beer and die before graduation.
J was in two of my classes that year, was 6’5 and had the face of a pretty boy angel.
At least what I thought pretty angel boys looked like in high school.
J was popular, a decent dresser, overall quiet in class and stayed to himself. He didn’t play any sports, was nice, and we held a conversation twice–the first time on slamming into him on accident in the hall running and the second time when we were partners on an assignment. It was then I found out J wasn’t exactly the ripest apple in the tree.
And it’s been in heavy route roation so far this summer. High chances are you are on the struggle bus as well. Not 100% completely sure if you are or have been? Have a seat next to me and let’s break this shit down.
You have been spending most of this summer living it up, partying down–buying new outfits, listening to exciting music, eating good food and hitting the road without a care in the universe….until you sit down, skim through your budget and check your bank account.
Suddenly you are hit with the cold broke reality that you are in fact NOT Daddy Warbucks and will now be eating Ramen noodles, canned chilli and turkey/mayo sandwiches for the next week in a half. Especially if you want gas money. And to save yourself some pride and not go to your parentals acting nothing short of a damn fool.
Welcome to the struggle bus. Continue reading