This week has been very stressful at work and it's only going to get worse. I have a big deadline for tomorrow night.
On the bright side it's been keeping my mind off of Wendy. Well actually even though we're not officially back together we've sort of been dating again.
Last night I went out for coffee and dessert with her. For the first time ever, we just talked for hours. Wendy couldn't believe how late it was.
Wendy invited me to see a Lifehouse concert. I was crossed with what to do:
pro: I really want to spend time with Wendy
con: I really hate Lifehouse
At first I agreed to go because she could have asked anyone and she told me she knows people who would love to go see them with her, but she asked me. She didn't have to and to me that shows she really likes my company.
I told her although I don't particular like Lifehouse, I'd make an effort to get into their music. So, I went onto their website and heard of few songs. After 10 minutes I decided I just can't go. I can't be bothered paying 25$ to watch a band surrounded by screaming females. I saw Bon Jovi with Wendy 2 months ago and that was bad enough (don't get me wrong, I like some Bon Jovi songs but man, being in an auditorium to watch them surrounded by screaming ladies was brutal).
To make it up to her, I invited Wendy to a concert that I want to go to for a band she knows nothing about. I even lent her a CD to help her decide.
So show of hands - is it better to go to a show you know you'll hate but be around someone you enjoy being with or bail and hang out with them some other time?
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Elwood's Dating Stories Part 5 - Junior College
After high school I attended Junior College in Health Sciences. I was glad to be gone from high school. The only fucked up thing about my HS was that the actual graduation ceremony was held in October, 4 months after I actually finished school.
Junior College was still a lot different from high school. We had longer classes, more freedom, we were more mature, and there were new girls to pursue.
Even though I was out of HS, I hadn't changed my ways that much. Yes, I was a lot more outgoing and friendlier. I started to make lots of friends quickly, but most of them were guy friends.
There was, however, a girl I met, I think in my second year. Let's call her Country Girl because she was actually from the country but moved to the city to study at college.
Country girl was cute and nice to me, and paid me attention (sad to say, that was all I looked for in a girl back then). I remember have a crush on her for a while and the tension was killing me. I really wanted to tell her I liked her but was way to shy.
After hang out with other friends for a few months, i think I sought advice from a friend and he told me to call her. I can't remember how, but I managed to get her phone number.
I remember, very nervously, calling her house and a guy picked up, being her brother (I knew she lived with him). He passed the phone onto her. I talked to her awkwardly and eventually blurted out that I liked her or something like that.
Turned out, my friend's brother also had a thing for her and had asked her out literally 10 minutes before I did.
I hung up heartbroken.
The next day at school I remember trying super hard to not cross paths with Country Girl but instead, walked right into the table she was eating lunch at.
Awkward!
In the end, my friend's brother went a little nuts. She was his first "girlfriend" and after 2 weeks he was smothering her so much she dumped him. I can't say if i would have done the same thing or not.
Years later (4 to be exact) I would discover that one of my TA's at university, whom I became friends with for 3 years was her brother! He laughed so hard when we made the connection. He actually remembered me calling that day I tried asking out Country Girl.
Talk about small world.
Junior College was still a lot different from high school. We had longer classes, more freedom, we were more mature, and there were new girls to pursue.
Even though I was out of HS, I hadn't changed my ways that much. Yes, I was a lot more outgoing and friendlier. I started to make lots of friends quickly, but most of them were guy friends.
There was, however, a girl I met, I think in my second year. Let's call her Country Girl because she was actually from the country but moved to the city to study at college.
Country girl was cute and nice to me, and paid me attention (sad to say, that was all I looked for in a girl back then). I remember have a crush on her for a while and the tension was killing me. I really wanted to tell her I liked her but was way to shy.
After hang out with other friends for a few months, i think I sought advice from a friend and he told me to call her. I can't remember how, but I managed to get her phone number.
I remember, very nervously, calling her house and a guy picked up, being her brother (I knew she lived with him). He passed the phone onto her. I talked to her awkwardly and eventually blurted out that I liked her or something like that.
Turned out, my friend's brother also had a thing for her and had asked her out literally 10 minutes before I did.
I hung up heartbroken.
The next day at school I remember trying super hard to not cross paths with Country Girl but instead, walked right into the table she was eating lunch at.
Awkward!
In the end, my friend's brother went a little nuts. She was his first "girlfriend" and after 2 weeks he was smothering her so much she dumped him. I can't say if i would have done the same thing or not.
Years later (4 to be exact) I would discover that one of my TA's at university, whom I became friends with for 3 years was her brother! He laughed so hard when we made the connection. He actually remembered me calling that day I tried asking out Country Girl.
Talk about small world.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Yet another reason I need to move out of my parents house
I was out with my parents for dinner tonight:
Father: "Let me try some of your mashed potatoes"
Mother: "Father! Use your own fork!"
Father: "Sorry! I just want to try some"
Elwood: "Don't worry about it. Have some"
(I continue eating with that fork)
Mother: "Gross! You can catch something... like Herpes!"
Elwood: "Ha ha ha ha"
Father: "Ha ha ha ha"
Mother: "Ha ha ha ha"
Father: "Actually, I have herpes"
Father: "Let me try some of your mashed potatoes"
Mother: "Father! Use your own fork!"
Father: "Sorry! I just want to try some"
Elwood: "Don't worry about it. Have some"
(I continue eating with that fork)
Mother: "Gross! You can catch something... like Herpes!"
Elwood: "Ha ha ha ha"
Father: "Ha ha ha ha"
Mother: "Ha ha ha ha"
Father: "Actually, I have herpes"
Understanding the rules
Wow. Post break up is a weird place to be.
I just got back from a hanging out with Wendy. I know we're not dating anymore, but it sure look, tasted and felt like a date.
I was kind enough to go pick her up from her house even though the bar was closer to mine. Once at the bar, she bought me a beer (she insisted).
We spent the whole night talking about stuff. I did most of the talking, but I tend to talk a lot anyways and she doesn't say much in general. However, we seemed into it. There were occasions of not saying much but I left it open so she'd have a chance to bring something interesting to talk about.
The really weird part was when she was telling me how she was busy tomorrow and couldn't meet her cousin who wanted to get trashed with her for having just broken up with someone. Her cousin suggested they go out drinking right after it happened, but she got sick, so it tentatively go t moved to tomorrow.
Sure, it's one thing telling someone that, but when you're that someone, it tends to make things awkward. I was ok with it though, since i know she didn't mean any harm.
There was a pretty good cover band playing a bunch of songs i like that I havn't heard in a while. They had the Eagles thing going on with the drummer being the singer.
Once i noticed the pauses getting longer, I could see she was getting tired, so Wendy and I left.
I drove her home. Once we reached her house, I put the car in park and we chatted for a good 10 - 15 minutes.
She said she "had to go pee" from the beer (she wasn't drunk; has a tiny bladder) . In the past she'd say that and jump out the car. Tonight she just kept talking to me.
Finally she said she had to go, so after our last encounter, I moved forward for the kiss.
I felt like we kissed really passionately. I could be completely wrong, but that's what I felt. Maybe she did too because we just kept kissing.
I know making out isn't so out of the ordinary, but after so many months of a quick kiss and dash, it's fun and exciting to be spending a good 5 - 10 minutes playing tonsil hockey.
So I finally understand the post break up rules:
there aren't any!
I just got back from a hanging out with Wendy. I know we're not dating anymore, but it sure look, tasted and felt like a date.
I was kind enough to go pick her up from her house even though the bar was closer to mine. Once at the bar, she bought me a beer (she insisted).
We spent the whole night talking about stuff. I did most of the talking, but I tend to talk a lot anyways and she doesn't say much in general. However, we seemed into it. There were occasions of not saying much but I left it open so she'd have a chance to bring something interesting to talk about.
The really weird part was when she was telling me how she was busy tomorrow and couldn't meet her cousin who wanted to get trashed with her for having just broken up with someone. Her cousin suggested they go out drinking right after it happened, but she got sick, so it tentatively go t moved to tomorrow.
Sure, it's one thing telling someone that, but when you're that someone, it tends to make things awkward. I was ok with it though, since i know she didn't mean any harm.
There was a pretty good cover band playing a bunch of songs i like that I havn't heard in a while. They had the Eagles thing going on with the drummer being the singer.
Once i noticed the pauses getting longer, I could see she was getting tired, so Wendy and I left.
I drove her home. Once we reached her house, I put the car in park and we chatted for a good 10 - 15 minutes.
She said she "had to go pee" from the beer (she wasn't drunk; has a tiny bladder) . In the past she'd say that and jump out the car. Tonight she just kept talking to me.
Finally she said she had to go, so after our last encounter, I moved forward for the kiss.
I felt like we kissed really passionately. I could be completely wrong, but that's what I felt. Maybe she did too because we just kept kissing.
I know making out isn't so out of the ordinary, but after so many months of a quick kiss and dash, it's fun and exciting to be spending a good 5 - 10 minutes playing tonsil hockey.
So I finally understand the post break up rules:
there aren't any!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Elwood's Dating Stories 3 - Prom
The image I had of prom growing up was from what I'd seen in American movies. I thought it would be fun, entertaining, magical, a real life experience. In grade eleven I discovered something important in life:
Movies aren't real!
My prom sucked ass.
Well maybe it was fun for some people but I had a horrible experience.
At he beginning of the year, one of my best friends (I was his only friend for the first 4 years of high school) decided he wanted to start hanging out with the "cool bunch" in his senior year and told me to fuck off.
Throughout the year, everyone was making plans to get limousines, suits, dress, etc. One of my other best friends, lets call him Compulsive Liar, well because thats what he was (and I didn't know this yet), promised me he could get our friends a deal on a limousine because his uncle owned a business. Believing him, i never made arrangements to get a limo. As the year progressed, I had to constantly ask him what was going on because he never confirmed that we got one and never asked me for money.
The story kept evolving. In the end, he told me it wasn't his uncle's business but his cousin's friend or some nonsense like that.
Finally after bugging him so much he just stopped talking to me. On prom night, Compulsive Liar showed up alone, in his parents car.
Meanwhile, my third and last best friend, Best Friend, had a crush on a girl from another school. Now since Other School Girl was friends with someone in our grade, he weaseled his way into their car (a Cadillac) and completely ditched me, leaving me all alone.
Aside from car troubles, I didn't have a date.
I really wanted a date and even singled out a girl who gave me a lot more attention that usual that year.
I was shy and didn't know how to ask her so I waited until the next school video dance. When it was time for a slow song I asked her for a dance. One of my friends described that dance as follows:
"You were standing arms with apart, holding her, with your mouth open and your head staring out into space!"
I was so nervous I kept looking out and very slowly asked her "Hey.... would... you... like to... go .. to... prom.................. with me.....?"
She said she would like to but unfortunately she already had a date, possibly, with an old childhood friend.
I was devastated.
A couple of days later I decided not to give up on that and approached her asking if the friend
didn't work out, if i could go with her. To which she said that if that were the case she'd go with her brother.
Prom day finally arrived. I had no limo, all my really close friends were either not talking to me or with other people and I had no date.
Yay...
I ended up going to the hotel in my dad's piece of shit minivan sitting on garbage bags, to not dirty my rented tux, with 2 guy friends who also had no dates.
On the way there we were passed by all kinds of limos and fancy cars with couples and grousp of friends. Sigh...
I got the hotel and we had dinner with our parents, followed by their departure and a crazy dance party.
The dance party was ok. I saw the girl I asked to be my date and she was there alone with no date, hanging out with her girl friends. Gee, thanks for lying!
After the party, Iwe made it upstairs to our hotel room. Everyone was drinking or smoking. I wasn't into any of that stuff back then so I wasn't having a very good time.
Finally we all decided to try and hit a bar. So I grabbed Best Friend and said "lets get the guys together and go!"
Everyone ran off for adventures.
Meanwhile, Best friend was sulking over the fact that his date, Other School Girl, had been in
the room making out with another guy. So, instead of going out with everyone, I was in the lobby watching my friend be depressed.
In the end we went out... to McDonalds.
I ended up having to call it an early night because I was starting a new job as a camp counselor and had to get up early the next morning for a meeting... on the other side of town! Luckily I had a cousin who lived nearby and slept over there.
Everyone was out having th etime of their lives and I was asleep by 12am.
No dancing.
No kissing.
No friendship memories.
No amazing breakfast the next morning.
No, I had to get picked up by my dad in his piece of shit car and go to a camp meeting.
Ah, high school memories, and yikes! This year is my 10 year anniversary!
Can't wait..... ya......
Movies aren't real!
My prom sucked ass.
Well maybe it was fun for some people but I had a horrible experience.
At he beginning of the year, one of my best friends (I was his only friend for the first 4 years of high school) decided he wanted to start hanging out with the "cool bunch" in his senior year and told me to fuck off.
Throughout the year, everyone was making plans to get limousines, suits, dress, etc. One of my other best friends, lets call him Compulsive Liar, well because thats what he was (and I didn't know this yet), promised me he could get our friends a deal on a limousine because his uncle owned a business. Believing him, i never made arrangements to get a limo. As the year progressed, I had to constantly ask him what was going on because he never confirmed that we got one and never asked me for money.
The story kept evolving. In the end, he told me it wasn't his uncle's business but his cousin's friend or some nonsense like that.
Finally after bugging him so much he just stopped talking to me. On prom night, Compulsive Liar showed up alone, in his parents car.
Meanwhile, my third and last best friend, Best Friend, had a crush on a girl from another school. Now since Other School Girl was friends with someone in our grade, he weaseled his way into their car (a Cadillac) and completely ditched me, leaving me all alone.
Aside from car troubles, I didn't have a date.
I really wanted a date and even singled out a girl who gave me a lot more attention that usual that year.
I was shy and didn't know how to ask her so I waited until the next school video dance. When it was time for a slow song I asked her for a dance. One of my friends described that dance as follows:
"You were standing arms with apart, holding her, with your mouth open and your head staring out into space!"
I was so nervous I kept looking out and very slowly asked her "Hey.... would... you... like to... go .. to... prom.................. with me.....?"
She said she would like to but unfortunately she already had a date, possibly, with an old childhood friend.
I was devastated.
A couple of days later I decided not to give up on that and approached her asking if the friend
didn't work out, if i could go with her. To which she said that if that were the case she'd go with her brother.
Prom day finally arrived. I had no limo, all my really close friends were either not talking to me or with other people and I had no date.
Yay...
I ended up going to the hotel in my dad's piece of shit minivan sitting on garbage bags, to not dirty my rented tux, with 2 guy friends who also had no dates.
On the way there we were passed by all kinds of limos and fancy cars with couples and grousp of friends. Sigh...
I got the hotel and we had dinner with our parents, followed by their departure and a crazy dance party.
The dance party was ok. I saw the girl I asked to be my date and she was there alone with no date, hanging out with her girl friends. Gee, thanks for lying!
After the party, Iwe made it upstairs to our hotel room. Everyone was drinking or smoking. I wasn't into any of that stuff back then so I wasn't having a very good time.
Finally we all decided to try and hit a bar. So I grabbed Best Friend and said "lets get the guys together and go!"
Everyone ran off for adventures.
Meanwhile, Best friend was sulking over the fact that his date, Other School Girl, had been in
the room making out with another guy. So, instead of going out with everyone, I was in the lobby watching my friend be depressed.
In the end we went out... to McDonalds.
I ended up having to call it an early night because I was starting a new job as a camp counselor and had to get up early the next morning for a meeting... on the other side of town! Luckily I had a cousin who lived nearby and slept over there.
Everyone was out having th etime of their lives and I was asleep by 12am.
No dancing.
No kissing.
No friendship memories.
No amazing breakfast the next morning.
No, I had to get picked up by my dad in his piece of shit car and go to a camp meeting.
Ah, high school memories, and yikes! This year is my 10 year anniversary!
Can't wait..... ya......
Spoke Too Soon
Since Monday, I've gotten really excited over Wendy again. I don't know why. I mean if you think about it, right after New Years, we were having problems and broke up. Then I was confused for several days and now I'm all gung ho to get back together with her. We had a great date on Monday and even kissed goodnight. I thought that meant we were getting back together.
Boy was I ever wrong.
I blame myself for getting too excited too fast. Lately I've been having new and exciting feelings for Wendy, the ones you get when you start a new relationship. This makes sense since if we are going to start over,and try to do things differently, then it is going to feel like anew relationship.
That's if we get back together...
I knew after what happened Monday that I needed to talk to Wendy about it to make sure we're on the same page. I don't think we quite are and I better be careful about things.
She's not sure what she wants. I figured out that just because we kissed again doesn't mean we're back together in her mind. I realized the more we talked that maybe I was wrong to think that myself. I guess I reacted too fast.
I asked her what was going on and she wasn't sure.
She saw it in my eyes t hat I really wanted to kiss her. I asked her if she regretted kissing me and she said no. She said if she didn't want to she would have told me. However, I'm not convinced she was hoping I'd kiss her as much as I thought. In turn, I may just be confusing her more.
I told her I wanted to make sure we were on the same page. When she asked me what page I was on, I didn't tell her "I want to get back together" because I didn't want to scare her off to quickly, but I did tell her that I was on the page as to how we've been handling things. Taking it slow and talking on the phone and try going out on some dates.
Basically Wendy isn't ready to say we're back together yet and wants to see how things go. That makes sense but for once I stood up and told that it's going to make things awkward not knowing what's really . She asked me why and said very sternly "So what? Now we're friends that kiss?". I could tell by her pause that she didn't like that too much.
Wendy then tells me that she's going to make she's sure not going to hurt me on purpose.
Oh yeah, that's a relief, thanks...
So what now, we'll continue this fake dating until she finds someone else and then tell me it's over? I'm pretty sure she won't do that but I don't know what's going on in her head.
I asked her if I had been more receptive the night we broke up if things would have been better. In other words, had I agreed to stay together when she was balling her eyes out telling me she didn't want to lose me. Wendy admitted that she was confused then as she is now.
I know what everyone reading this blog must be thinking: "Get out now! The longer we keep this up the more I'll get hurt in the end".
Thank you for your concern.
The way I see it, I may be trying to rush things a bit. I understand she wants to take things slow, as do I. It's just that I'd feel better knowing if it's to end up at the same goal.
I've decided the best things to do is see how things go for the next month. I'll continue to talk to her on the phone and see her on the weekends for a date. When the month is over, if I"m still into her as much as now, then I'm going to bring it up again and tell her I need to know whats going on. If she still gives me this "I'm confused" answer, then I'm going to stop seeing her.
I don't mean to sound like I'm putting Wendy down. Even though she's confused, I know she's trying.
We're talking a lot better and I'm not afraid to say stuff anymore. I told her straight up it'd be nice if she'd call me sometimes and make plans, since I was always the one calling her to go out. Also, I'm a member of a club where we get together every Saturday and play fun games. She told me she may come to the next meeting. Before she would never show interest to come and now she is.
So I just need to calm down a few steps and stick to my plan of taking things slow.
Wish me luck!
Boy was I ever wrong.
I blame myself for getting too excited too fast. Lately I've been having new and exciting feelings for Wendy, the ones you get when you start a new relationship. This makes sense since if we are going to start over,and try to do things differently, then it is going to feel like anew relationship.
That's if we get back together...
I knew after what happened Monday that I needed to talk to Wendy about it to make sure we're on the same page. I don't think we quite are and I better be careful about things.
She's not sure what she wants. I figured out that just because we kissed again doesn't mean we're back together in her mind. I realized the more we talked that maybe I was wrong to think that myself. I guess I reacted too fast.
I asked her what was going on and she wasn't sure.
She saw it in my eyes t hat I really wanted to kiss her. I asked her if she regretted kissing me and she said no. She said if she didn't want to she would have told me. However, I'm not convinced she was hoping I'd kiss her as much as I thought. In turn, I may just be confusing her more.
I told her I wanted to make sure we were on the same page. When she asked me what page I was on, I didn't tell her "I want to get back together" because I didn't want to scare her off to quickly, but I did tell her that I was on the page as to how we've been handling things. Taking it slow and talking on the phone and try going out on some dates.
Basically Wendy isn't ready to say we're back together yet and wants to see how things go. That makes sense but for once I stood up and told that it's going to make things awkward not knowing what's really . She asked me why and said very sternly "So what? Now we're friends that kiss?". I could tell by her pause that she didn't like that too much.
Wendy then tells me that she's going to make she's sure not going to hurt me on purpose.
Oh yeah, that's a relief, thanks...
So what now, we'll continue this fake dating until she finds someone else and then tell me it's over? I'm pretty sure she won't do that but I don't know what's going on in her head.
I asked her if I had been more receptive the night we broke up if things would have been better. In other words, had I agreed to stay together when she was balling her eyes out telling me she didn't want to lose me. Wendy admitted that she was confused then as she is now.
I know what everyone reading this blog must be thinking: "Get out now! The longer we keep this up the more I'll get hurt in the end".
Thank you for your concern.
The way I see it, I may be trying to rush things a bit. I understand she wants to take things slow, as do I. It's just that I'd feel better knowing if it's to end up at the same goal.
I've decided the best things to do is see how things go for the next month. I'll continue to talk to her on the phone and see her on the weekends for a date. When the month is over, if I"m still into her as much as now, then I'm going to bring it up again and tell her I need to know whats going on. If she still gives me this "I'm confused" answer, then I'm going to stop seeing her.
I don't mean to sound like I'm putting Wendy down. Even though she's confused, I know she's trying.
We're talking a lot better and I'm not afraid to say stuff anymore. I told her straight up it'd be nice if she'd call me sometimes and make plans, since I was always the one calling her to go out. Also, I'm a member of a club where we get together every Saturday and play fun games. She told me she may come to the next meeting. Before she would never show interest to come and now she is.
So I just need to calm down a few steps and stick to my plan of taking things slow.
Wish me luck!
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Kiss kiss?
Right before bed I noticed I had missed a text message from Wendy. It said:
"Did u come back to the car to see if I was OK or cuz you wanted to kiss me?"
(this is in reference to the end of last night)
I didn't feel like writing a whole story about how I missed her text (sent at 10pm and I only saw it at 11:30pm), so I simply wrote:
"I wanted to kiss you"
I never got a reply. She was probably asleep or if not content enough with that answer (I hope!).
One thing I'm promising myself is that next time we see each other, I'm going for a kiss, no waiting to be asked. Thats exactly how things were at the beginning and eventually she started ot lose interest in my physically. Now that I'm gaining her attention again I definitely don't want a repeat.
Look out world, Elwood's lips are on the loose!
"Did u come back to the car to see if I was OK or cuz you wanted to kiss me?"
(this is in reference to the end of last night)
I didn't feel like writing a whole story about how I missed her text (sent at 10pm and I only saw it at 11:30pm), so I simply wrote:
"I wanted to kiss you"
I never got a reply. She was probably asleep or if not content enough with that answer (I hope!).
One thing I'm promising myself is that next time we see each other, I'm going for a kiss, no waiting to be asked. Thats exactly how things were at the beginning and eventually she started ot lose interest in my physically. Now that I'm gaining her attention again I definitely don't want a repeat.
Look out world, Elwood's lips are on the loose!
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