Falling For My Hook-Up! (07.12.16)

Alright, so that's a catchy title right? Well, it's not a complete lie. I mean, I have fallen for a guy who originally met me intending me to be a hook-up. It ended when we talked things through. He was kind and let me go. But after he gave me my first kiss and make out.

YEAH. Try to forget that!

So, two months later, he texts me offering me more. I bit, cuz I still wanted the guy, but things progressed super fast and I got super scared. So, I broke things off for a while... And after being with someone else for a few dates, I contacted him and he responded.

We met up and he was drunk... so bad. So I left. And when we met again, he apologized and held onto me as much as he could. He spend the day with me, made me dinner, and then we parted. And... though I know it has to end soon, I don't know how to let him go because... I think I've fallen for him.

This comment made by "Tom Segura: Mostly Stories" is TOO TRUE:

"And ladies, the key to your man's heart is through HIS taint! Now, if you don't know, the taint is that little strip of land between a man's balls and his butthole. Also known as the Devil's Driveway."

I'm proud to say that I already knew that. LOL. That's right, my hook-up told me so. LOL!!

*BTW: Someone told me to go on hiatus from blogging... but... that's just weird to me... so, I'm back!

Hiatus Over!

I was told I had to take a hiatus. That was weird because I didn't think I'd even done enough to need one. So... I took the hiatus, I relaxed as best as I could, but, in the end, I ended up doing MUCH MORE than I had intended to?

The man who gave me my first kiss texted me on my birthday, I met up with him the next day and was pushed into much more than I thought I'd do. I saw him Friday and it was all the more interesting. But, it was the end because we still want different things...

Then, I went through a hellish week, cuz everyone obsesses when they can't have the man they want. But I met someone else before I could make any mistakes, and now... I'm working hard on moving on. What an emotional trip it was...

So... Going to work on more stuff now! Hoping for more fun soon!

Anyways... HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!!!

Caught My Eye (06.15.16)

Happy birthday, Dad. You're another year older, and I know you that much less. You did instill in me a love for books, not by anything you did, of course, but because libraries were my safe haven and new adventure when you walked away from my life those years ago. And, though your presence has been spotty through the years, here's a campaign I noticed and will support because more kids deserve the haven I found those years ago.

I know it seems weird, blogging about a man I barely know and share a lot of DNA with, BUT his life choices got me to where I am now; not living at home, working at a job that I somewhat like, looking for a man that is NOT like him to marry, and never wanting children. I feel like this world is hard enough... why should I depress another kid by bringing them into the world, right?

Anyways... all the best to you this week. Life is short so enjoy it to the fullest. RIP Grandpa and RIP Christina Grimme. #youwillbemissed 

BAD clover DATE with a Racist Pyramid Schemer

I wasn’t going to post this. I was going to let it slide. But, in the end, I just can’t because there are still people out there doing things like this to innocent good-intentioned girls looking and hoping for love. I almost laughed when I heard that the pyramid scheme was still around. I worked really hard to clear my life of a lot of crap and ended up where I am now. I’m ready to date and get on with this thing called life… So, I checked out Clover, a dating app because a friend recommended it to me.

MAN!! I should have known better! Dang it!!

First guy that responds to being matched to me asks if I want to make money this Summer. And… surprised as I am, THAT is NOT how someone interested in getting to know you in a romantic way talks to you. From that moment, you are a mark and nothing more than a possible business opportunity. But, I wanted to believe that he was shy and looking for an ice breaker, maybe, and who isn’t interested in making money? Right?

WRONG!! Once a mark, always a mark.

The fool is a racist! OMG! I thought Asians being racist was sooo old fashioned and not of my generation, but he said he was born and raised in LA… then HOW THE PUCK is he still racist? If he had issues with that, MOVE TO ASIA!! But, I’m sure he can’t because he doesn’t speak the language… he speaks English! Damn, I was so mad because he was, basically, calling ALL of my friends stupid people. So, as if that wasn’t bad enough, I was hoping meeting with him, I could clear the air about his racist point of views… HAH. What a joke!

I met the guy, he brought me into his life with a sop story and then pitched to me a pyramid scheme. I was amused at first and wanted to see how far he’d get before I shut him down. He said it would be a 15 minute meeting but by the 15^th minute, I was ready to crawl into my bag and hide because he hadn’t even started his pitch yet!! All of those past memories of being tricked by the pyramid scheme came back to me, so I stopped him and shut him down. He took the rejection as any man would, and dared to insult me to my face by saying, “I thought you were brighter than this.” The dude insulted my intellect when he was the bigger chump! Wow, so I critiqued his methods and pitch because, to be honest, he sucked at it. If my words could hurt him so much, he shouldn’t be in the scheme!

He also claimed to be Christian after being brought back to life after a motorcycle accident where he was at fault. He decided NOT to wear his helmet while riding through the Malibu Hills at night. He crashed into a car head on and ... God brought him back to life. He is a Christian now because he is a miracle and etc... That was his sop story to me. Of course he wouldn't know about my trials and tribulations. He never asked about them. All he wanted to do was make me feel bad and sad for him, thinking that would open me up to him, so he could pitch to me and get me on board. I'm sorry, dude. Jesus doesn't work that way. You better rethink trying to use Him to fish me in. Cuz, I ain't biting!

On top of that, when he saw he couldn’t change my mind, not that he really tried, he packed up his set up and left. There was nothing courteous or kind about him, just a business sleaze ball moving on to their next mark. Also, he didn’t speak like he even liked what he was pitching. He kept telling me he loved the program without a smile nor any excitement. He kept telling me it was the best option for me when he knew nothing about me. And when I pointed this out to him at the end of our meeting, he said he tried but I was too “closed off”. And I take issue with that, because I answered all of his questions with honest answers about myself. That jerk didn’t even listen. He didn’t even recall our Clover chat conversation until I recited it to him verbatim. Then, he got defensive and… I was so thankful he left. I was going to forget about it…

AND THEN… Monday morning, the morning after the afternoon of our meeting, he sends me a text at 4:50 AM that read, “I hope you know why you always get the friend zone?”

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Here was my text response with screen-captures of our conversation on Clover:

“(Photo) There are a few things we should get straight. The first thing you as is if I want to make money. No good guy talk[s] straight business. You never had interest in me, [NAME]. You saw a mark and took it. (Photo) Then, you went all racist on me. After that, you only kept up with me because you want[ed] to make more money. And… I said I was friend zoned to be nice. It’s never good to brag. And I wanted to [get] to know you so I kept the meeting. I hate the pyramid scheme. I hope you don’t get hurt. Please block my number.”

So, I blocked that racist fool stuck in his pyramid scheme and… onward, ho!

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For all you Pyramid Schemers out there… as someone who has pitched to hundreds of people successfully… let me teach you some things… and take it however you want to:

Lesson #1 – People aren’t stupid. Just because you have an emotionally trying story about a difficult time you went through, it does NOT mean I will care any more about what you’re selling to me than if you told me there were ants on the ground. Your story is sad and I feel for you, but the moment you switch over and pitch to me about the pyramid, you better have a good segway… or else, I’m out. I’m not stupid. Come on, now!!

Lesson #2 – People aren’t racist anymore. WE LIVE IN A PUCKIN’ MELTING POT!! Once you insult your mark, it’s over. Regardless of whether or not I choose to meet with you or not, it was all for my entertainment, to be honest. I lost some time because of it, he got nothing out of it, but I got a good story to tell and writing material.

Lesson #3 – People aren’t nice. I am the nicest and most friendly person you will ever meet. Telling me I’m “narrow-minded” and not “bright” to my face is just asking for a tongue lashing. I carry Mace for that reason. So, I can save my breath and just spray away. I also carry a beating stick for my protection from the creeps the pyramid sends to me. So, be forewarned… there are meaner people out there than me… and they WILL not care how sad your creep’s story was.

As I wished for him, I hope you don’t get hurt. 

On a more serious note...

RIP and my condolences to everyone who lost someone recently and attended their funeral this weekend. Death is never an easy thing to get over and handle as a teen or as an adult... Be sure to remember the experiences you shared... and Love every moment of your life, live life to the fullest, and lose no time worrying about what can be... My prayers are with you and your family.