Online Dating Discoveries

One of my close friends thought it’d be fun to try online dating, so I thought . . . why not? She’s honestly the sort that was TOTALLY against online dating and she hardly ever tries anything new. For her to actually make an account and start trying out an app to find someone made me realize . . . that I should give this a shot too. At the end of the day, the two of us, including Selene, were totally . . . over this online dating. No more. Continue reading

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Thinking about forever (even if may never come)

We’re sitting in a comfortable silence, each lost in our own thoughts, after a long and exciting day out. I’m on my phone, smiling to myself as I flip through photos of the day and wishing that days like this could last forever–when he asks if we can make one stop on the way home. I glance up at him, wondering what he where he could possibly still want to go at this late hour, only to find that he’s staring back at me with an unreadable expression. Confused and wanting to get to the bottom of that look, I nod. He grins and turns to lead the way, one hand intertwined with mine, the other hand in his pocket clutching something out of my view…

… looking at that spontaneous write, I can’t tell if it’s actually cute, or if I’ve just lost my mind because of the stress of the past week. But yeah, that was supposed to be my take on what kind of proposal I’d wish for–despite the fact that I don’t have a boyfriend.

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My Ideal Proposal: Just Ask the Question

Since unforgivingathena attended her friend’s surprise proposal, Nyx thought that it’d be a good idea for us to share our ideal proposals. I think as I grow older, my ideal proposal will change but for the time being, this is it. (We’re totally getting ahead of ourselves when none of us even have boyfriends. It’s good to plan ahead right? Yeah, I’m just trying to convince myself that . . . yeah, no.)

Here we go!
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Please. No Candles.

Yesterday, one of our oldest and closest high school friend got engaged. I haven’t talked to her for a while, but she was just one of friends that I can pick up with at anytime. I honestly do love her, so I was willing to get off my super lazy ass and take the subway in 4 inch heels to help out with the proposal. I was regretting the 4 inch heels by the end of the night.

There were flower petals on the floor, pictures collages on the wall, candles, helium balloons, music, tacky golden ribbons, and champagne. Was great! Kinda. The proposal went great, he got down on one knee, she accepted and there was a lot of cheering and clapping and moments of awkward silence. Or rather, I thought it was awkward silence. I was happy for her. Honestly. But there was no other emotions throughout the whole process….. nothing. I came home and messaged our usual author group telling them that if one day I get proposed to… Please tell my future boyfriend… No candles. or Balloons. They’re tacky and waste money……

It also got us thinking, what our ideal proposal would be like. Thus, this post.

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Tread lightly, so nothing breaks.

That was my most random title yet. This post will probably also be quite random. The only reason this post is actually becoming a thing is because I didn’t want to post it on our group chat on the off-chance that it might rub anyone the wrong way (because the me that overthinks can see the possibility).¬†Call it wishful thinking, paranoia, overthinking, overanalyzing, whatever you will… as soon and as highly improbable as it may seem, there may be something in my non-existent love life to squint at for a bit.

After my unsuccessful pseudo-confession/rejection with Country Boy, I swore that I would give up all notion/hope of love before getting settled into grad school. I really don’t have the time/mental ability/desire to start a relationship with anyone else right now when my whole future is so up in the air. So someone please explain to me just what is happening now.

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I thought I was over him . . . or not?

Wow, it has been a while since I last blogged. My apologies. I’ve finally finished my exchange term in another country and then went off to travel around Southeast Asia. Now that I’m back home, I’m still jet lagged and am suffering from summer laziness. The interesting thing I guess that has happened in my life is meeting the Serious Guy again in his home country which made me realize that I . . . probably still liked/like him.

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Most Men Like Bitches?!

I remember reading this book my sister recommended called “Men Like Bitches”. I’m pretty sure the title was something like that. When I started reading the recommendations the book suggested, I thought that they were sometimes pretty mean. I decided that I wouldn’t want to treat a guy like that. I hated playing games, and I was a firm believer in chasing after what you want.¬† Continue reading