Welcome. I started blogging two years ago when I moved to London from Washington, DC. The blog started as a way to keep in touch with friends and family without sending 50 separate emails about every experience I've had. However, I recently decided that with my parents, aunts and uncles, grandmother, etc, following my blog, there are a few things that I can't quite discuss there. Thus, this new blog has formed. It will (hopefully) be filled with romantic exploits. But we'll see.
Since moving here, I've dated a variety of men.
1) an over-enthusiastic Australian. After I told him to cool his jets when it came to being too full on too quickly, he invited me to Australia to visit his family (after 1 month of dating). Then, he crossed the line in a way that is too vulgar to discuss. The bottom line is, I stopped talking to him.
2) an American who was afraid of commitment. After about 9 months of hanging out, going on dates, with little action (unless we were really drunk), it came to be that he wasn't actually THAT into me. I basically was the girlfriend for company, and he was shagging/dating girls besides me while spouting to me that he was VERY into me but just afraid of commitment because he was still married to a girl that ripped his heart out. One night, I slept over and told him no funny business because it wasn't healthy for me mentally. The next morning, I found a note in the kitchen from his girlfriend saying sorry for the fight last night, I really think we could be something, you're the best boyfriend in the world. I stopped talking to him.
3) an Englishman who was FULL ON. After a month and half he introduced me to his parents. He told me he loved me. He talked about moving in together when our leases were up. Then he randomly stopped talking to me. After 5 days, we finally spoke. He said the relationship was going to fast. I said ok, let's pat the breaks and hang out on Saturday. He blew me off. The following Friday, after a few drinks, I drunk texted him. He texted back. We made plans to hang out on Monday so he could explain himself and we could talk it out. He cancelled. We made plans on Tuesday to hang out to talk it out. He cancelled. We made plans on Wednesday to hang out to talk it out before he headed back to his parents house for Christmas. He never got in touch. I deleted his number. I stopped talking to him.
Bring on the new year!!
This year I have decided NOT to make resolutions. I am just going to intend to make my life more healthy on all fronts. Physically, mentally, emotionally, etc. I read a few 2011 horoscopes for my sign (virgo). Not because I realllly believe in them, but because it's the only way to try and get an idea of what you are in store for! I hate secrets and not knowing, so if a horoscope is the only way to get a sneak peak, then I'm going to give a look! Well most of them (I was VERY bored at work today...I think I forgot how to work after a few weeks off) said that this year will be very successful for me professionally. However, in the area of love, not much is going on there. If that's the case, then I can handle it. The last time I had a very successful year in love was probably 2005. I've had boyfriends/boys since then, but the last time I had a long term committed relationship was in 2005. So needless to say, if I need to have another year where I'm a bit blah in the love department...well it wouldn't be the end of the world.
