Happy 2014! I know I’ve been slacking on my updates, but this is seriously one of the most hilarious things that has ever happened to me. This was the text that I received today after I asked if he wanted to borrow Season One of Game of Thrones.
If you read any of the posts I have made in 2013, I went on a blind date before Thanksgiving. I have nothing against him. He is a nice guy, but he didn’t try at all. Honestly, I felt like I was wasting my time even trying to talk to somebody who made zero effort to hang out. I am not heartbroken at all or feeling sorry for myself.
The only other time we hung out was right after Christmas. I personally didn’t even know that we were “dating.” Does that make me a bad person? I hope I didn’t come off as heartless or anything. It’s a completely sincere reply back. I can’t be in the wrong here.
I just find the situation extremely funny, and I don’t know why. He does get to keep a good guy reputation though. There was a point where I thought I was only attracted to the jerks in the world, and I would never get treated the way I deserve to be treated. It proves he isn’t a jackass. I don’t really care whether his apology is sincere.
It would be fantastic to have a new friend that has the same birthday as me. There were no expectations when I went on the blind date and when we hung out the second time. Everything is perfectly okay, and I’ve been talking to other people anyway. A gal can’t wait forever you know. I am over pleasing other people. Too many people have taken advantage of my kindness and generosity. It’s time to let my inner bitch out!
This year is definitely about making me happy. It may sound selfish, but we all need to find out what makes us happy and stick with it. I am extremely excited about this year, and I hope the feeling lasts. The best part is that I am in a process of moving to a new neighborhood, so there’s a lot of adventure out there for me. It’s in a fantastic location, and I am looking forward to meeting a lot of new people.
A lot of wonderful things has happened since I’ve last posted on here. If I am being truthful, I don’t think I feel heartbroken because I think I might really like another person anyway. I don’t want to give a lot of information away, but here’s a quick blurb about him – He is from Spain and is a Post-Doctoral Fellow. A doctor plus a foreign accent is an instant panty dropper!
Don’t judge me for saying that. I swear that I’m not a gold digger or anything. He is a lot older than my usual potentials, but he is one of the nicest people I have met recently and is probably a lot more real than most. The holidays are the worst when you meet someone new, but thank goodness for technology! Even though there’s a pretty big time difference, we talk to each other a lot even though he went back home for the holidays for two weeks. He got sick right after he got to Spain, and when I mentioned being sick he said he’d rather be sick for me. That was really sweet to say. I think that he might actually be good for me because he is a little older and culturally different from most guys I like.
He’s adorable though. I was surprised when he actually messaged me on New Years at midnight in Spain to tell me it’s a message from 2014 to 2013. I am a little excited that he flies back tomorrow, but I don’t know if we’ll have time to hang out. It’s a little sad, and I’ve even mentioned it to him. In a week, he has to fly out to Taiwan next Monday because he was invited to give a talk there and will be gone for another week. I have a ton of things to do because I am moving. My official move-in date is January 10th, so I’ve scrambled all weekend and will be frantic again during the week with packing. He did offer to help me move, but I refuse to let him.
We will definitely see how things work out, but I think I have gone on enough of a tangent. It’s terrible to keep making promises if they can’t be kept. Hopefully, I will be able to get more posts on this blog. If you have any topic suggestions, feel free to leave a comment. I would love to be able to write a bit more opinionated things!
The joys of being a sibling.
1. Having someone in your life who you often do not want breathing in your direction yet who you’d still help hide the body if they asked.
2. How discussing the politically incorrect thing one of your parents just said is infinitely more gratifying with someone who cares and gets it like your sister does.
3. Having someone with whom you hold an exclusively mutual understanding of just how weird and dysfunctional your family is.
4. You had all the same things growing up, but one of you had everything in pink and the other had everything in blue or purple. That’s just how it went down.
5. The humiliation in having to wear matching dresses during the holidays and have elderly relatives ooh and ahh over how much you look alike.
6. Having another person on your…
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The world is composed of three types of people.
There are people who take, people who give and people who only give when they’ll get back or take when they’re taken from.
Takers, givers and matchers make the world go round by balancing each other’s behavior and one isn’t necessarily better than the other.
I’m a giver.
I realized this when I gave a gift to a guy I’d been dating for just a few weeks. While it seemed like no big deal to me his reaction of surprise was one that stuck with me.
On our next date I locked my keys in my car rushing to buy him a chocolate chip cookie (his favorite) before we met up and the only person I could call with spare keys to my car and in close proximity was my ex-boyfriend.
I had to tell myself, “You’re doing too much.”
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This totally brightened up my day!
When I became an older sister at nine going on ten, I knew even then that if there was one profession that I could never go into, it was pediatrics. I’m a tough cookie with a poker-face and a composed demeanor, in theory. (Really, I’ve just learned the art of tempering my passions for the most part.) I don’t like people to see me cry. Ever. But if there is anything I cannot stand, it’s seeing children who are sick or suffering in anyway. I just don’t have the stomach or heart for it. But this video right here is awesome. Dartmouth-Hitchcock Hospital kids and staff: YOU ARE AWESOME. Now watch friends:
I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry…. [tc-mark]
“Start every day off with a smile and get it over with.” — W. C. Fields
1. Road trips.
2. Going out for milkshakes.
3. Bringing home a new pet.
4. When Netflix has a new season of your favorite TV show available.
6. When your cat curls up on your chest and starts purring.
7. Warm, freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
8. Midnight bonfires.
9. Afternoon naps.
10. Lighting your favorite candle and reading a good book cuddled up with a blanket.
11. Water balloon fights.
12. Exploring a new city for the first time.
13. Drive-in movies.
14. Curly fries.
15. Playing in the snow with your dog.
16. Root beer floats.
17. The silence after a snowstorm.
18. Passport stamps.
19. Ice cream, any kind, doesn’t matter.
20. Going to the midnight premiere of a movie you’re really excited about.
21. Pajamas fresh out of the dryer, especially in the winter.
22. Looking at the stars on a clear night.
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