I’m not really sure where to start. But I’ll be fair and say the positives first.

Um…The date started off well. He picked me up. Rang my doorbell and met my stepmom very briefly. He was polite and nice. We ate at a Islamic Chinese food restaurant in Anaheim that I chose. It’s a fav of mine. So that was nice. And after we saw the movie “5 year engagement”. He paid for everything even though I offered and he opened the car door for me every time we got in or out of the car.

I completely appreciated all of this but…here are some things that were said during the date:

Also please tell me if you think I’m being too harsh or overreacting. I like to be called out for unreasonable standards.  I’ve already decided I am  not interested but I still want to hear opinions.

Him: So you live with your dad, step mom, and sisters?

Me: Yes.

Him: What about your mom?

Me: She passed away when I was little….But you know it’s been quite a few years since that happened, so I can talk about it now.

Him: Oh, that’s cool. No…I mean…not cool but like… good that you can talk about it.

[End of topic.]

I know people have a hard time talking about death. I get it… but…typically what you say is “I’m sorry to hear that.” Right?

Me: I really love Harry Potter.

Him: Harry potter is for children.

Me: Oh, I can see why you think that but it has a dark side and adults enjoy it too.

Him: No, not really. It’s for children.

It’s fine if you don’t like it, but…seriously…WTF?

Him: I don’t read. At all.

It’s fine if you don’t enjoy reading a whole lot but…How does someone not read if they went to college and are about to start law school? Maybe I’m exaggerating but this is such a turn off.

Me: Although I’m technically European, I consider myself Hispanic because of my culture, traditions, and language.

Him: I’m glad you say “hispanic” instead of “latina”.

Me: I mean i use them interchangeably but Why?

Him: Saying “latina” makes me feel gay.

Me: *silence*

Him: But I don’t have a problem with homosexuals or anything.

Oy. Oy. Oy. No words.

Me: (I made a reference to Grease and he seemed confused. So I asked him.) Have you seen the movie Grease?

Him: Oh, like the musical?

Me: Yea!

Him: No. That’s like a girl movie.

Me: Uh….what’s a girl movie?

Him: Hmm.. you know…movies like Grease. Musicals. All musicals are girl movies.

Me: I’m not a really a fan of musicals. Grease is just a classic.

Him: And action movies are guy movies.

Me: I actually really like action movies

*silence*

I know that people have gender roles engrained in their brain, but really?

Him: (He was telling me a story about a party he had gone to)…Yea, and then we just drank waaaay too much. I was so drunk. I drove home and the next day I didn’t know how I had gotten there. I had to check to see if my car was outside.

Me: *super pissed off look on my face* I have a really big problem with drinking and driving.

HIm: Why?

WHYYYYYYY? Maybe because every year thousands of innocent people are killed by drunken drivers. It’s irresponsible. Hasn’t he seen the news or LIFETIME? oh no, that must be because it’s a “girl channel”.

And I’ve saved the most awkward moment for last.

(We’re sitting in front of my house.)

Me: Thank you so much for everything. The food and the movies.

Him: You’re welcome.

I could tell he really wanted to kiss me and I was trying to dodge it so I went in for the hug. When we seperated he hard core pulled me into him (waaaay too aggressive for a first kiss) and started making out with me. I pulled away and was trying to make it the least awkward possible.

Him: Oh, I’m sensing that you’re really nervous. I really like kissing you.

Me: *silence* Um, sorry but I just don’t…

He interrupted me and once again aggressively started making out with me…

I pulled away immediately.

Me: I’m ready to go inside.

(Outside my door.)

Him: Soooooo…do you want to do this again?

cringe. I can’t stop cringing.

But the thought of reliving that right now makes me cringe.

Ready for date. He should be here in ten min. But what is truly exciting is that these “bad bitch” shoes, as my 20’year old sister likes to call them, are making an appearance. Happy Friday everyone!!!!

Michael. Michael. Michael’s EVERYWHERE.

i don’t normally share people’s names but hey, this is too much of a coincidence not to.

My ex from two years ago, the Brit, was a Michael.

The super hot half Cuban/ half African American man I dated a few months back whom I spent Valentine’s day with was a Michael.  We hadn’t spoken in over a month and he randomly texted me yesterday to see how I was doing.

This weekend in Las Vegas I was invited to a VIP table by a Michael.

And just now -via text message- I got asked on a date by a Michael, friend of a friend.

Michael’s everywhere.

This article is touches on the reasons why you should date a gal who travels. I want to extend this and say that, for the same reasons, I wish to date a man who travels…

I wish I wasn’t such an anxious person. I know that some of you may be thinking, “Well then …stop…control it.” I totally agree with you. I wish I could control my thoughts and feelings. Over the years, I have gotten much better at controlling my restless, anxious personality but, on occasion, certain things have the ability to still get to me. This is especially true when it comes to something I really care about or something that I am really invested in. And recently, although I hate to admit it, it’s about a guy. Damn it. Ugh. I am totally judging myself for this. I realize that I find myself questioning all my moves with this certain guy, I find myself unsure of what he’s thinking and really concerned of what he’ll think when he finds out this or that. It really bothers me because I’ve been able to reach a place where these things-while they may be on my mind-they don’t consume my thoughts. I guess though-that I like this guy a ton. Really crazy about him. We haven’t been in contact since our last date, and it really worries me. I am my very own worst enemy. I start to image the worst outcomes, preparing myself for disappointment. I see him with another girl. I see him deciding he rather be a bachelor and that I am just not good enough for him. -_- It’s hard to write it out because, if my friend uttered those words, I would tell her “No honey, You’re more than good enough. He will make his decision, whatever it is but you are perfect JUST THE WAY YOU ARE.”

I guess I just need to tell myself that now.

Yesterday I spoke to my good friend, JJ. We met freshman year in college and have been good friends since. He’s a great guy and has been my go-to-person for relationship/dating advice. JJ will give it to you straight, no matter the situation. Yesterday I called him and asked him about my ambiguous date situation. Basically, I went on this “hang out” and I’m not sure whether it was seen as a date or not. JJ broke it down for me and said,

“Look C. There is a good chance this guy is into you but he could also have his own personal reasons for not wanting anything with you right now. No matter what the answer is, you did your part to make it known to him that you’re into him. Do yourself a favor. Stop over thinking it and let things go with the flow.” 

I know it sounds like total common sense. I know all of this but it was nice for someone from outside my situation to put into persepective for me. 

Flowers I got for Valentine’s Day :) sooooooooo pretty **big smiles**

Last week I put up a couple posts discussing how I was weary that my Valentine’s Day plans with M were actually going to happen. I felt he was being distant and not really “into it”. So I did the obvious next thing and just asked him if he still wanted to follow through with our plans and he responded with a “Yes, of course. Why wouldn’t I?”. I guess my intuition was wrong? Still having my doubts about that. But hopefully I don’t get him sick and everyone else at the restaurant!??!?!?! WAH :’(