Let’s talk about boys, shall we? First, I must admit that I am 100% a “relationship girl”. I’ve always done the relationship thing, and strangely enough, I’ve never really “dated” much. (I use that term in quotes because I find that everyone has a different definition of it.) For whatever reason my past relationships have just skipped the dating phase. I just like being committed to someone and doing fun things with him. If I like a particular guy, why do I still need to date other guys too? I just don’t get it. Due to the Wake Up Break Up of 2012, I am currently living the single life. (Definition of a Wake Up Break Up: When a guy randomly calls his girlfriend between the hours of 2am and 7am to break up with her therefore waking said beautiful and amazing girlfriend up from her peaceful, sweet dreams. There are usually no signs that let a girl know a WUBU is in her future. Strangely, they are becoming more and more common.) I really do wish I loved it – I have
friends one friend that is awesome at it and has a blast. I envy her at the moment. However, I am not one of those people. I’m awkward and nervous on dates…it just isn’t pretty.
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This weekend I was asked out on my first date in over two years. To be perfectly honest, just being asked terrified me. I think it’s because of a few things. First, it was my first date in forever, so there should obviously be some normal butterflies on my part I guess. Second, it was my first date up North. That might sound weird, but I’ve already noticed a lot of differences between the North and the South. So, maybe the guys up here are different too? There is also the fact that Jersey-born He Who Must Not Be Named broke up with me at 3am + told me we have little in common + that he felt as though he couldn’t have serious conversations with me. Wow, those last two years must have been torture for him dating someone as shallow and uneducated as myself. It is hard to refrain from taking that experience with my first Northern boyfriend out on the whole male population at times. Sorry, guys. At least I have these wise dating words from Jon Stewart to RPatz to get me through:
|This segment had me smiling ear to ear and not just because Robert was on… #innermiddleschoolgirl|
Overall, I think my date went well. I might have talked too much and been slightly weird, but I survived. I’m enjoying getting to know him, and I like having the butterflies again. I guess we will see what this whole dating thing has in store for me. Until then I think I just need to go shopping (and get a job with crazy busy hours). I love shopping after a break up, which is really weird for me since I am normally such a huge saver. I think this habit started in college after I bought a new pair of black boots post-break up. I felt marvelous walking into class that Monday in my new boots! Said ex-boyfriend came back three days later. Was it the boots? Possibly. Did we break up again a year later? Yes – thank goodness. Do I still own the marvelous boots? Of course, boots will never crush your heart.
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Stay fit and fabulous,