Well more than a week has passed, and I have been thinking what’s the best recent story to open with. I decided, I would tell the story of the river.
So the way the online dating works, basically you would go on your profile and you would look at your potential matches profiles. Most people do not bother with profiles without pictures. The sexier your pictures are, the more contacts you get. On the site I use it allows me to see who's viewed my profile. I can then look and see who I would want to talk to from there.
So one day, I log into my account and see this slightly older girl who viewed my account. I looked at her pics, read her profile, and decide to message her. Her name? "River". We started talking and within 2 or 3 messages online she sends me her cell number to text. She explains this is because her house in the country and she has dial up and makes it hard to use the internet. As a tech for Apple I can relate. So I text her.
Things seem to be ok, for 24 hours, but things seem to get worse quick. I log into my profile within the first 24 hours of texting this girl. She is online too! I message her and say "Hey, how you doing?" I don't think anything of the fact she is online because we are not dating, also I am online still looking.
She messages me back immediately "Why the fuck are you online?".
"Well if you are asking me so abruptly, I suppose I could ask you the same thing?"
"I am online deleting my account, I can see you're not as serious as I am?"
This argument goes on for 45 minutes. This now turns into a sick curiosity as to how this is going to turn out. I manage to calm her down and continue talking to her. By days end she texts me and apologizes.
The next day I was out and she text's me and asks "How many other girls are you talking too?"
My response seems logical "Well, you're the only one I am talking to romantically!" This was probably a lie at the time, again I was more interested in seeing what is going to happen here. I continue explaining "My best friend is a girl, she's gay and married. I work in a building with 600 employee's, I am sure there are girls I talk to there."
She tweeks! Stops texting me for 45 minutes. Clearly mind ninja is playing its game in her head. She texts me after the 45 minutes and replies "I can't deal with this!"
"What are you talking about?"
"I wanna be the only girl you talk too!"
This argument last all day. This seemed to be a simple concept to me, however she didn't agree. I explained I am not giving up my best friend who I have never, ever touched, known since I was 14, and I don't even have the right equipment for her. For what ever reason, she thinks I should only have male friends. I can't really believe what's going on here... but I am twisted and wanna know what the fuck this girl is thinking. It takes some time and I get her back on my side.
She very quickly wants to meet me! I think "jackpot!" I can't wait to see how nuts this girl really is. So we set up a meeting on the next day I have off, and we pick a place to meet.
I meet her at the location. One thing immediately tells me she was nuts. Girls, let this be a lesson to you. Your makeup will tell me, if you're nuts. Your body language will tell me, if you're nuts. You know, if in a week I have already had the horrid experience I did, and I wanted something to happen for myself, I would probably try my hardest to impress. I gather from her makeup, she was trying to impress. Her eyes are the only thing that stood out to me, so much so, it's the only thing I can remember about her. She layered her eye shadow vertically. So on the outside of her eyelid she had half covered in bright yellow, on the inside half it was covered in blue... I will let that soak in for a bit.
She then tried cuddling into me... I reciprocate (It's cuddling, what harm can this be? Plus I am a dude, sex is always in the back of my head) This is literally into 10 minutes of meeting! She kisses me, I am gonna guess 15 minutes into the meeting... again, reciprocated. 25 minutes, "are you going to be my boyfriend?"
"Well I think it is too soon to make that decision!"
She stops cuddling me. sits in silence for 5 minutes, and opens her purse. Pulls out her phone. (Keeping in mind she is sitting beside me, so I can see the phone) She is looking at the lock screen! She says, "Oh shit, my mom needs me for something, she just texted me!" Again, she is looking at the lock screen... the blank lock screen! (I was not snooping on her phone, I just have a tendency to look around in all situations, if it is awkward) She gets up and says she'll text me in an hour or so and we can meet up then.
I get a text 5 hours later "I don't think this is gonna work!"
Thanks tips!
My disclaimer... I never went to college to be a linguist, nor do I suspect or have grandeur or illusions that I know how to use my mother tongue of English. I am currently blogging from my iPhone so I assume most if not all spelling mistakes will be corrected. But I'll be fucked to know how to put a grammatically correct sentence together! Cheers!
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Wednesday, 20 June 2012
The introduction!
So here it goes! I am starting this blog, well, because I have been doing online dating for months... Well wait a second let's back this truck up. I met my last serious girlfriend through the online dating scene. Besides the fact we didn't get along in the end. Really our personalities clashing was not enough to turn me off of this fascination (online dating, this craze is sweeping the nation!) So with that said myself and (I will call her) Sheila. Broke up last October. After a year and 8 months of dating, and a year living together I thought I was ready to date in November! (it was a mutual break and we were both done with it 6 months before it ended) I posted a new profile on a dating site, and let the fun begin. The stories I have are 100% true from my eyes, the way I see them. For those of you who are close to me, you knows a lot of these stories and got them in real time as they happened!
As for the way I am gonna run this blog! I am keeping names private! I know the names of the girls but am not gonna use their real names. If u know the names, leave 'em out of comments and please respect that for my sake and the girls!
As for what I am looking for from the dating scene currently! I am a 29 year old male from southern Ontario Canada. As I am 29 and want kids, I am not looking for booty calls, one night stands and or anything that resembles your best pizza delivery porn movie. I am looking for a girl I can settle with and have a family! I DO NOT want to be 40 and having kids. With that said, I am a dude and sometimes my sexual needs, need to be filled better than what my hand can fulfil. (maybe a pocket pussy is in my future?) So there will be stories of being used for sex and or using for sex. I want to also clear up, there is a huge number of people in this world (me included) who do not like the bar scene to meet people! Often blind dates friends set up are as crazy as a person you will meet online. At least online you can sift through the BS and reject as need be.
I assume there is a lot wrong with me as a person! I know a huge character flaw of mine is I can get very neurotic about certain ways people carry themselves. I do not at all venture to think, or believe I did zero wrong with x, y or z of these girls. Keeping in mind, this blog is from my eyes and will always make me out to be the better person... 99% of the time! I hope the few people who follow this blog will not get scared off by these stories, and in fact use them as a means to learn and embrace the cyber age we are in.
Happy reading! I hope u buckle in for the ride!
My disclaimer... I never went to college to be a linguist, nor do I suspect or have grandeur or illusions that I know how to use my mother tongue of english. I am currently blogging from my iPhone so I assume most if not all spelling mistakes will be corrected. But I'll be fucked too know how to put a proper grammatically correct sentence together! Cheers!
As for the way I am gonna run this blog! I am keeping names private! I know the names of the girls but am not gonna use their real names. If u know the names, leave 'em out of comments and please respect that for my sake and the girls!
As for what I am looking for from the dating scene currently! I am a 29 year old male from southern Ontario Canada. As I am 29 and want kids, I am not looking for booty calls, one night stands and or anything that resembles your best pizza delivery porn movie. I am looking for a girl I can settle with and have a family! I DO NOT want to be 40 and having kids. With that said, I am a dude and sometimes my sexual needs, need to be filled better than what my hand can fulfil. (maybe a pocket pussy is in my future?) So there will be stories of being used for sex and or using for sex. I want to also clear up, there is a huge number of people in this world (me included) who do not like the bar scene to meet people! Often blind dates friends set up are as crazy as a person you will meet online. At least online you can sift through the BS and reject as need be.
I assume there is a lot wrong with me as a person! I know a huge character flaw of mine is I can get very neurotic about certain ways people carry themselves. I do not at all venture to think, or believe I did zero wrong with x, y or z of these girls. Keeping in mind, this blog is from my eyes and will always make me out to be the better person... 99% of the time! I hope the few people who follow this blog will not get scared off by these stories, and in fact use them as a means to learn and embrace the cyber age we are in.
Happy reading! I hope u buckle in for the ride!
My disclaimer... I never went to college to be a linguist, nor do I suspect or have grandeur or illusions that I know how to use my mother tongue of english. I am currently blogging from my iPhone so I assume most if not all spelling mistakes will be corrected. But I'll be fucked too know how to put a proper grammatically correct sentence together! Cheers!
In the beginning!
So as I was in bed last night, I thought "hmmmm, What's the first story I am gonna tell!" I realised my online dating life went way, way back. I am gonna tell you how I became exposed to this "scene" and what happened to said relationship!
Now the story itself is kinda boring. It is a normal love story. The substance to this story though is gonna lay the ground work to my thinking and how I feel about love. My family, may or may not be shocked by the story (simply because I have never been fully honest about this story.) with online dating there is the definite humility one must over come to become a dating ninja!
I want you to hop in my time machine to when my hair was probably fire engine red. My cd player was playing coal chamber, fear factory and system of a down. My bedroom was in the loft space of my mom's house. My favourite shirt at the time was a red "NPA" (national pimp association) shirt with a silhouetted figure of a naked woman in an "NBA" logo. The year? 1999. I was 16/17 in that year.
I had got out of an awkward relationship, with a girl I went to high school with. She made my high school life completely unbearable. My best friend Sherree (this is her real name, I am in all honesty probably gonna talk about Sherree a lot in these stories) had asked me to go online and do some tests on a classic and amazing website spark.com. In the list of tests was the love test! Now if you filled out the love test it gave you mystical powers... Well not exactly. It set up an account, then others who took the test could contact you. Sherree being my best friend knew my login for everything! She logged into this account that I was never gonna touch and she posted a pic of me on it. She then got me to log in a month later and see what she had done. In all recollection I was pissed. I didn't want my picture on a dating site. I was 16! Back then teens were meeting people off far worse mediums (MIRC, ICQ, even stooping to creeping random MSN profiles!) Once my initial shock was done I realised my inbox was filled with over a thousand messages. All from girls around the world telling me "you're hot" and that was it. I picked a random one after getting pissed about them not really wanting to talk and blasted them! Her name, I will call her "pixie". I caps the message and continued to teach her how to start a conversation.
A few weeks went by and I didn't hear from pixie again! I messages her and apologised for my outburst and explained why I freaked out. She messages me back! She was a girl from Vernon BC. Conveniently I had already decided I was going to go to college in Vancouver. This started us talking. We didn't stop talking! I spent the next year writing to her through snail mail once a week and having phone conversations with her. By the time I graduated high school I was in love with her. We had never met and I had a cache of photos from her, and vice versa that were sent through snail mail. In August of 2001 I hopped on the train and moved to Vancouver for school. She picked me up from the train station and I spent the next 2 weeks in Vernon! Myself and pixie were completely in love!
There is really nothing to tell about the relationship as I said. It was what it was and it couldn't have been anymore perfect for me at the time. We always laughed and eventually we moved in together and by the time I was 19 we were engaged (this fact left out of the narrative with my family) eventually after 2 years, we both decided it was time for me to come home. I was home sick and I was jobless! She didn't want to come with me because her family was there. We broke up and that was the end of it! She is married now with 2 kids and is completely happy. I am single and can't find a keeper. So there is the story boring as it is, but none the less there you have it!
Now for those of you reading I want to know what sort of blog you want this to be! I got a shit-ton of stories and I am gonna share them all, but I want you captivated aswell! I am not gonna share every day (I will run out of stories quickly) Together let's make a structure (I was thinking Wednesday is hump day, let's have a hump story!) things of this nature! Please comment and let me know what u think!
My disclaimer... I never went to college to be a linguist, nor do I suspect or have grandeur or illusions that I know how to use my mother tongue of english. I am currently blogging from my iPhone so I assume most if not all spelling mistakes will be corrected. But I'll be fucked too know how to put a proper grammatically correct sentence together! Cheers!
Now the story itself is kinda boring. It is a normal love story. The substance to this story though is gonna lay the ground work to my thinking and how I feel about love. My family, may or may not be shocked by the story (simply because I have never been fully honest about this story.) with online dating there is the definite humility one must over come to become a dating ninja!
I want you to hop in my time machine to when my hair was probably fire engine red. My cd player was playing coal chamber, fear factory and system of a down. My bedroom was in the loft space of my mom's house. My favourite shirt at the time was a red "NPA" (national pimp association) shirt with a silhouetted figure of a naked woman in an "NBA" logo. The year? 1999. I was 16/17 in that year.
I had got out of an awkward relationship, with a girl I went to high school with. She made my high school life completely unbearable. My best friend Sherree (this is her real name, I am in all honesty probably gonna talk about Sherree a lot in these stories) had asked me to go online and do some tests on a classic and amazing website spark.com. In the list of tests was the love test! Now if you filled out the love test it gave you mystical powers... Well not exactly. It set up an account, then others who took the test could contact you. Sherree being my best friend knew my login for everything! She logged into this account that I was never gonna touch and she posted a pic of me on it. She then got me to log in a month later and see what she had done. In all recollection I was pissed. I didn't want my picture on a dating site. I was 16! Back then teens were meeting people off far worse mediums (MIRC, ICQ, even stooping to creeping random MSN profiles!) Once my initial shock was done I realised my inbox was filled with over a thousand messages. All from girls around the world telling me "you're hot" and that was it. I picked a random one after getting pissed about them not really wanting to talk and blasted them! Her name, I will call her "pixie". I caps the message and continued to teach her how to start a conversation.
A few weeks went by and I didn't hear from pixie again! I messages her and apologised for my outburst and explained why I freaked out. She messages me back! She was a girl from Vernon BC. Conveniently I had already decided I was going to go to college in Vancouver. This started us talking. We didn't stop talking! I spent the next year writing to her through snail mail once a week and having phone conversations with her. By the time I graduated high school I was in love with her. We had never met and I had a cache of photos from her, and vice versa that were sent through snail mail. In August of 2001 I hopped on the train and moved to Vancouver for school. She picked me up from the train station and I spent the next 2 weeks in Vernon! Myself and pixie were completely in love!
There is really nothing to tell about the relationship as I said. It was what it was and it couldn't have been anymore perfect for me at the time. We always laughed and eventually we moved in together and by the time I was 19 we were engaged (this fact left out of the narrative with my family) eventually after 2 years, we both decided it was time for me to come home. I was home sick and I was jobless! She didn't want to come with me because her family was there. We broke up and that was the end of it! She is married now with 2 kids and is completely happy. I am single and can't find a keeper. So there is the story boring as it is, but none the less there you have it!
Now for those of you reading I want to know what sort of blog you want this to be! I got a shit-ton of stories and I am gonna share them all, but I want you captivated aswell! I am not gonna share every day (I will run out of stories quickly) Together let's make a structure (I was thinking Wednesday is hump day, let's have a hump story!) things of this nature! Please comment and let me know what u think!
My disclaimer... I never went to college to be a linguist, nor do I suspect or have grandeur or illusions that I know how to use my mother tongue of english. I am currently blogging from my iPhone so I assume most if not all spelling mistakes will be corrected. But I'll be fucked too know how to put a proper grammatically correct sentence together! Cheers!
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