It never fails, whenever I go to a store I always get a little flirt action at the register.
Like, yesterday when I went to Blockbuster, I had a coupon to rent a DVD at a discount price. When I gave it to the cashier, he jokingly said, "We are not taking these coupons today."
I pretended I thought he was being serious and then when he let up, I giggled. But then that was it, he rang me up when I left. My friends would say I should have said something else but really, what else is there to say?
Anything else would have just felt like a forced conversation and thats what all daters try to avoid.
Maybe he was just being friendly or maybe he just wanted to see me smile. Either way, it was just of those weird things where neither of you know what say, so you leave it at.
Besides, I highly doubt I just let Mr. Right slip away.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
I Don't Want to Date My Father
Why are all old men attracted to me? Just today I went to the supermarket and as I was walking back to my car a horn honked and as he drove by I saw that he was old enough to be my father.
I thought to myself, "WTF". I know I'm not alone, all of you girls in you 20s know exactly what I'm talking about. Everyday we are whistled at, honked at and talked at by dirty old men.
If they were George Clooney, it'd be different but since they're not I'm disgusted. Not all of us want a Sugar Daddy but they don't get that.
Women, what signals are you giving these men that they keeping going after more?
The only person I want to call or think of as my daddy is the man who helped give me life.
I thought to myself, "WTF". I know I'm not alone, all of you girls in you 20s know exactly what I'm talking about. Everyday we are whistled at, honked at and talked at by dirty old men.
If they were George Clooney, it'd be different but since they're not I'm disgusted. Not all of us want a Sugar Daddy but they don't get that.
Women, what signals are you giving these men that they keeping going after more?
The only person I want to call or think of as my daddy is the man who helped give me life.
Dressing for Myself
When I wake up in the morning, I try on many clothes before finding the outfit of the day. My decision is most often based on how I feel about my appearance.
I dress for Kristin and no one else but, not every other person does the same. We look in the mirror hoping that something about the clothes we wear will make the oppposite sex, or same sex think we're hot.
For women, its all about wearing less clothing and showing more skin and for men its about looking clean-cut and wearing heavy cologne.
Really, who are we kidding? It's not the clothes that attract us to each other, it's our face and personality.
If I look at you with a sparkle in my eye and you can make me laugh, we're set. Yes, I should like the way you look but you shouldn't dress with the intention of pleasing another.
I like dressing for me, it's fun.
I dress for Kristin and no one else but, not every other person does the same. We look in the mirror hoping that something about the clothes we wear will make the oppposite sex, or same sex think we're hot.
For women, its all about wearing less clothing and showing more skin and for men its about looking clean-cut and wearing heavy cologne.
Really, who are we kidding? It's not the clothes that attract us to each other, it's our face and personality.
If I look at you with a sparkle in my eye and you can make me laugh, we're set. Yes, I should like the way you look but you shouldn't dress with the intention of pleasing another.
I like dressing for me, it's fun.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
The Perfect Dating Game...Forget It!
Naturally everyone wants to talk about the dating game but how can we without first getting past the first stage. GETTING A GUY!
One of the hardest things about dating is finding that guy to date. Picking through the bunch to find the perfect one is hard. First you have to get him to notice you then you have to make him want you.
However, let's not ahead of ourselves, ladies and gentlemen, sometimes he's just not that into you.
But that doesn't mean we are not faced with the difficulty of appearing to be the perfect catch. Either we're too easy (a whore) or we're too mean (a bitch).
Whichever you are, a whore or a bitch, it's still hard getting that guy to see that there is a happy medium.
One of the hardest things about dating is finding that guy to date. Picking through the bunch to find the perfect one is hard. First you have to get him to notice you then you have to make him want you.
However, let's not ahead of ourselves, ladies and gentlemen, sometimes he's just not that into you.
But that doesn't mean we are not faced with the difficulty of appearing to be the perfect catch. Either we're too easy (a whore) or we're too mean (a bitch).
Whichever you are, a whore or a bitch, it's still hard getting that guy to see that there is a happy medium.
The Perfect Girl
Trying to be the perfect girl is the hardest job there is; it never ends. I have to keep up with appearances, make sure my story never changes and most importantly…appear to be perfect.
I often wonder, is it all worth it? What am I getting out of perfection?
When people look at me they see someone who has it all together not knowing I sometimes fall completely apart. It’s the image that gets me nowhere. I am not the people person everyone thinks and I not the girl who has everything.
I am not the perfect girl.
I often wonder, is it all worth it? What am I getting out of perfection?
When people look at me they see someone who has it all together not knowing I sometimes fall completely apart. It’s the image that gets me nowhere. I am not the people person everyone thinks and I not the girl who has everything.
I am not the perfect girl.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Not Even in My Own Bed
Just a little aside:
Moving back home is fun, figuring out what to do with all that junk I took to school is that great.
My room is filled with bins and containers of my school things. I probably will only unpack a few things because what is in those containers is of no use to me at home.
To the basement they shall go for three months and until its time to go back to school (shhh...I don't even want to think about it).
What I find myself wondering is, "What will I do with all that junk when I graduate, one year from now?"
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Moving back home is fun, figuring out what to do with all that junk I took to school is that great.
My room is filled with bins and containers of my school things. I probably will only unpack a few things because what is in those containers is of no use to me at home.
To the basement they shall go for three months and until its time to go back to school (shhh...I don't even want to think about it).What I find myself wondering is, "What will I do with all that junk when I graduate, one year from now?"
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Three Months of....Nothing
For college students the summer is the greatest thing since sliced bread; we have no professors, papers and exams to worry about. So what do we do?
Beats the hell of out me.
I myself normally get a summer job to earn some cash and have something to do during the day. As I am now a senior, I'm trying to intern for the summer and get valuable work experience (keep your fingers crossed).
Some of my friends travel, everywhere: across the United States as well as the Atlantic Ocean (lucky them). However, what I’m now finding is that many college students do absolutely nothing for the summer. They hang out, get drunk and maybe work a couple hours a week.
I wish I had that leisure, but in a way I don’t becasue I don't really understand what that says about a person. Are they simply taking a break or are they just being lazy?
Trufully, I don't know that I could nothing for three months. I would get tired of myself.
Beats the hell of out me.
I myself normally get a summer job to earn some cash and have something to do during the day. As I am now a senior, I'm trying to intern for the summer and get valuable work experience (keep your fingers crossed).
Some of my friends travel, everywhere: across the United States as well as the Atlantic Ocean (lucky them). However, what I’m now finding is that many college students do absolutely nothing for the summer. They hang out, get drunk and maybe work a couple hours a week.
I wish I had that leisure, but in a way I don’t becasue I don't really understand what that says about a person. Are they simply taking a break or are they just being lazy?
Trufully, I don't know that I could nothing for three months. I would get tired of myself.
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