I think at some point, you know when you really like someone (and definitely when you don’t).
A few of my friends (okay, a lot of them) have asked why I haven’t been blogging. I haven’t really been dating anyone interesting, but when I think about it I think it’s because I just didn’t care all that much. I’ve dated a handful of guys in the last few months: EDM Guy, Off-Shore Guy, Surgery Boy, and Friend of Friend. I liked them all, but not enough to consider dating any of them seriously. Continue reading
It really is a small world out there.
While out with one of my Korean guy friends, I ran into another Korean guy I used to date who I’ll refer to as Speed Crazy. He’s what the girls call my “bad boy phase.” I should have realized early on that he wasn’t good for me, but I was younger then and more foolish. What ended up happening was complete disaster. Continue reading
This is about to get sentimental.
I don’t think about Mr. Big often. But I do think about him. If we communicate now, it’s through text. It took me years to get over him. No matter what happens in the future I’ll always care about him. Continue reading
Easier said than done, right?
Yeah, I know everyone tells you to be happy. Who wants anyone to be sad? And it’s nice knowing that someone cares, but the hardest thing is realizing that no one can really make you happy. Sure someone can make you happier while they’re there. What happens then when they’re not around? Continue reading
The best guy I’ve ever dated, hands down, was Mr. Surgeon. I’ve talked about Mr. Big in detail because he was my first love and because I’ve a lot of regrets in regard to him. With Mr. Surgeon, I don’t have any of those bittersweet feelings. I look back and I know that he treated me well and that he cared about me a lot and loved me in his own way. Continue reading
When I feel like love will never come around, I take to heart all the happy couples I know around me. A good number of my friends, like Mrs. C and Mrs. J, are married and I realize that with patience, my time will come. In the meantime, I’ll be honest–waiting is no piece of cake. Continue reading
At some point in your life, you will wonder, what if?
My biggest what if was with “my” Mr. Big. The keyword is was. For whatever reason, our timing always sucked. He was ready and I wasn’t ready. I was ready and he wasn’t ready. The two scenarios played out multiple times in the course of the 15+ years that I’ve known him. I’ve come to an understanding about us. Timing’s important, of course, but we never really wanted each other enough to make it work. Continue reading
My girlfriends have called my recent string of guys, my “Euro Trip.” I didn’t realize until afterwards, how accurate the title was. I have always been fairly diverse in who I’ve dated in the past, as none of my boyfriends have been the same ethnicity, but I’ve been on a recent roll in terms of diversity. Continue reading