Men & Me [part 9]

Recap Of Last Week: "My roommate gets back in the morning, so I tell her when we both wake up what happened. She just said "yea, he wanted to invite you out, but he didn't know if you wanted to go". What! was all I could say for the next few minutes. I asked her why she didn't tell him I'd be OK with it [a little bit more than OK actually]. "well, he didn't text me until after he dropped you off."

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I didn't see Mr. Mmm again for the next few days, but when I did finally spot him at the lounge I was more than happy to see him. We were friends right? So why was I so nervous! When he wasn't working he would come over and sit with me, and when he was working he would still come over and sit with me. We'd talk about everything and anything, and some of our other friends would come sit with us from time to time.

After a while I got his blackberry messenger ID but it was still rare when we would talk over the phone. I was beginning to get confused about whether he liked me or not. So I made the decision to not take the relationship any further. Once I heard that "If you are confused about whether he likes you or not, then he probably is too". A real chicken move on my part I know.

A couple days later I saw him at one of the evening meeting again and he sat with me. We talked for a little while about movies and stuff, and like before, he offered me a ride up to my place, even offering his jacket until we got to the car. Friends don't do that do they? We get in the car and he starts showing off his bass, I pretend to care and ooo at the loud noises pounding at my head. then we get to my place and he "accidentally passes it" He reverses all the way back to the door.

I get my stuff and open the door saying some kind of lame good bye.
"er, wait!" he says.
"yea?" My heart started pounding, was he going to ask me to hang out? see a movie? finally!
He continues to mumble something and eventually explains that he wants me to watch one of the movies he had on his Ipod, one of his faves he said. Gerard Butler was in it so I didn't complain, secretly dissapointed that that was all. He asks me if I want to watch a different one, he'd go get it from his place and meet me back. Yea I was retarded and said "eh, its OK. I like Gerard Butler". [sometimes I wonder why I haven't been diagnosed with stupid]. We talked for a little while longer and then I left. Man, what was I thinking? but hey, at least I had his Ipod, which meant I would eventually have to give it back :)

My roommate gets back and asks me how it went. I explain my stupidness to her and she just laughs, she has things to tell me too. Apparently when Mr. Mmm and I left, a group over our friends saw us and assumed we were going out to have some fun [you know, the kind of fun adults have]. Yea I expected rumors to fly, but not so soon. O well, didn't bother me in the slightest, it did however lead me to think about what kind of reputation Mr Mmm had developed...

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I think its safe to assume that this week was yet ANOTHER fail in terms of men, and me. This does not only include Mr Mmm, which I have better news about for the coming week, but numerous men who have all of a sudden taken special interest in my romantic life. More rumors, and more men, should be fun?

Men & Me [part 8]

Recap of Last week: I turned around and my heart literally started skipping, or running, more like sprinting. It was him! And he was just standing there looking for somewhere to sit [or someone to sit with]. My roommate calls him over to my pleasure [now that I started catching the feelings I was even more shy than usual around him]

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Mr. Mmm sat with us for the whole service. We were whispering like little kids the whole time. After the service my roommate left to deal with her own Men & Me story, so we went to the little snack stands in another room and talked. After everything died down we started heading out. My place wasn't that far from the meeting so I was just going to walk back [literally, its like a two minute walk away].

He asked me if I wanted a ride, A RIDE! All of a sudden I didn't care about not being lazy and walking the full two minutes to my place. I wanted to see his car, and even more, be in it. As we're driving up the conversation kept its flow even though I have to concentrate more on breathing evenly. He looks like he wants to say something, but its not coming out. We get to my stop too quickly and I don't even know how to say goodbye "er, well thanks for the ride, guess I'll see you around?" LAME.

He's not doing any better "o, well yea. do you, er... well yea your welcome!". I give up and leave, still happy for the ride, I mean that's some type of progress right? I can't wait until my roommate comes so I can spill it out. sure nothing got accomplished, but I was IN HIS CAR. [geez i feel like a hyper freshman in college, I'm supposed to be mature, calm, and collected].

My roommate gets back in the morning, so I tell her when we both wake up what happened. She just said "yea, he wanted to invite you out, but he didn't know if you wanted to go". What! was all I could say for the next few minutes. I asked her why she didn't tell him I'd be OK with it [a little bit more than OK actually]. "well, he didn't text me until after he dropped you off."

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So yea, yet another fail with men this week. But Mr. Mmm is not to be written off as a fail. I have lots more successful stories to tell you about him. tune in next week to hear about this weeks rendezvous ;)

Men & Me [part 7] *NEW*

Recap: Wait! K2 didn't like me right? I guess I took his I-don't-give-a-crap attitude too loosely. I was flattered that he liked me, so I apologized and didn't leave K2's side for the rest of the night. [internally sad for having to leave eye candy's side]. The next morning we said our goodbyes and went to his house. Yea, we had fun ;) -gigi

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Boy do I have a lot to catch up on. As the weeks passed so did my budding feelings for K2. Its not that he'd done anything wrong, but more that my feelings weren't going anywhere. No worries though, we're still friends and continue to talk every now and then.

Not very many guys are worth catching you up to speed on with the exception of Mr. Mmm [don't worry, we'll get to him]. A few dates, a few attempts at men, and a few fails have lead me to consider becoming a Nun. Is it too much to ask to get the feeling?! You know "That Feeling", the one you get when you know there is no on else you want. These guys that have attempted a shot at me for the past month have been nothing but outstanding gentlemen. They dotted their I's and crossed their T's flawlessly, but still I didn't get "That Feeling"

As time went on and with the option of joining a Nunnery coming more and more into focus, I started to hang out a little closer to school, particularly our little lounge. I did everything a good girl should; her schoolwork, more schoolwork, and some recreational reading. I began to see more of the friends that I used to hang out with and it was kinda nice. I especially began to notice one particular friend just as he began to notice me.

I call this friend Mr. Mmm. His name begins with an "M" and he's exceptionally gorgeous, but in a manly way. This isn't a particularly good thing with me, I don't EVER fall for the drop dead gorgeous. Sure their nice to look at, but when they know it, their cockiness is almost too much to handle. My Mr. Mmm however doesn't seem to notice just how handsome he really is, to me anyway.

He's the one that has all the underclassmen swooning, and all the upperclassmen trying their best to keep cool. But to me, he's just nice. Really nice. I'd never notice it much before, but now that i was hanging out in the lounge and seeing him just about everywhere the feeling was hard to ignore. He had all the basic criteria of my shallow expectations in a man [yea ladies, we all have em, mine aren't so bad], He was at least 3 years older than me, and taller than me.

One day I was sitting with my roommate at one of the alumni meetings at our college. He never went to them so I didn't even bother to save a seat. I turned around and my heart literally started skipping, or running, more like sprinting. It was him! And he was just standing there looking for somewhere to sit [or someone to sit with]. My roommate calls him over to my pleasure [now that I started catching the feelings I was even more shy than usual around him]

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Tune in next week to part 8 of Men & Me to see how the rest of my evening went;)

Men & Me [part 6]

Recap of last week:
One day after class He [K2] asked if i wanted to go to a party with him. I was kind of shocked because I thought he didn't like me, and was a little hesitant to go to a party where I only knew one person. But I agreed [of course] and we went on with our day. When party day came I got to the house and there were a lot of people I had to meet. I was a little nervous at first but eventually calmed down.


I had a friend on call, just in case the party turned into a less than desirable situation. K2 was a little upset about that because I was supposed to be staying at his house for the night. I didn't want to impose in case he met someone, so I told him it was fine. Turns out I didn't need that ride.

I hit it off right away, within 10 min I had a group of guys surrounding me. Sure it was nerve wrecking answering 1 question per second, but at least I wasn't in a corner crying, right? I left K2 to socialize with all his friends, he didnt mind, I was considerably younger than him and he looked happy that I was having fun. The thought had never crossed my mind that he might genuinely be interested in me.

I really hit it off with a guy around my age. He was handsome but shorter than me, so that was a deal breaker for any fun. I really had my sight set on another piece of eye candy, and yes he was much taller than me.

Throughout the night I had a whole group of guys to make my drinks, hold them, watch me to the bathroom, and protect me from the "bad guys". I'd even gotten my eye candy to put his arms around me while we watched everyone dance. I was having fun.

While I'm having fun I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and its K2's Brother, he wanted to talk to me about something out by the pool. I had no idea what he could possibly want. We got out there and he started talking about how K2 had been watching me all night, and how he was upset about me not spending anytime with him.

Wait! K2 didn't like me right? I guess I took his I-don't-give-a-crap attitude too loosely. I was flattered that he liked me, so I apologized and didn't leave K2's side for the rest of the night. [internally sad for having to leave eye candy's side].

The next morning we said our goodbyes and went to his house. Yea, we had fun ;)

Men & Me [part 5]

Recap of last week:
I casually asked if this was a group thing, he [fashion designer] said no. I also casually said that I had another date. Mean? No. I had Islanders watching me, and those are the type of men i like.
So yea, another fail on my part with men, but i think next week will be ALOT better:)


While all of this trouble with my ex, K, and supposed gay fashion designers was going on I had been talking with a buddy I met in one of my classes. His name also begins with a "K" so we'll just call him K2.

K2 and i were just friends, or at least thats all I thought. He was 6 years older than me, and we always hung out after class. He liked to remind me how much older he was from me, and how he knew all the ropes of the world. I always disagreed and told him that he wast really THAT much older than me because male's develop 2 years slower than females mentally :)

I liked him for a few reasons. 1. he was older than me. 2. he didn't really go to my college, just took one class [I have an unnatural dissatisfaction with any of the guys that go to my college. It wasn't as apparent in the first few years, but gradually developed]. and 3. He had that I-don't-give-a-crap attitude.

One day after class He asked if i wanted to go to a party with him. I was kind of shocked because I thought he didn't like me, and was a little hesitant to go to a party where I only knew one person. But I agreed [of course] and we went on with our day. When party day came I got to the house and there were a lot of people I had to meet. I was a little nervous at first but eventually calmed down.

Check in next week to see how the party went:)

Men & Me [part 4]

So lets bring you up to speed on the ex problem: He hasn't made anymore public moments with me:) He has however broadcasted his want to get back together, and how i ruined his life to everyone on the face of the earth. I think I need a vaca, yea, a vaca would be nice... Ireland?

Anyways back to the real men. A few weeks after I found out the reasons K wasn't talking to me anymore I had a fashion show to do. My first time on the runway for a charity event, and nervous was me [yea, nervous was me]. There were a bunch of designers and our group had the only male designer. We were all sure he was gay so nobody even brought it up.

We did our thing, walked, posed, changed etc. We were all happy at the end of the night, judges voted our designer as best in show, and it was over. I went back to my room very tired, and ready for some relaxing. My phone rings at like 2am and its our designer.

Thinking he wanted to congratulate everyone again I answer. Boy was I wrong, another point I was wrong on? This designer wasn't gay at all. He wanted a date for the next evening. I was definitely shocked. I don't like my men feminine. Don't get me wrong, if your a little feminine we're good, but he was WAY too feminine.

I casually asked if this was a group thing, he said no. I also casually said that I had another date. Mean? No. I had Islanders watching me, and those are the type of men i like.
So yea, another fail on my part with men, but i think next week will be ALOT better:)
-gigi

Men & Me [part 3]

So yesterday I went out for a night on the town with my roommate. We happened to run into a group of guys that we knew so we chilled with them. Now these weren't just any guys, these were The Islanders. Needless to say I was very happy, happy that I was finally having fun, happy to be surrounded by the funniest/sexiest/nicest guys around. We were sitting at a round table eating and talking and all of a sudden i feel a tap on my shoulder.

I look up, and its the last person I wanted/expected to see. My ex. Before you think I'm a horrible person for brushing him off let me explain.

In recent months my ex has made up his mind that there is no one in the world for him besides me. This was OK at first because i could just tell him HELL NO. But gradually his attempts became more psychotic, so much so that my friends keep pushing me to get a restraining order [yea its that bad] so I was perfectly comfortable with being rude to him [plus, who was i surrounded by? yea a bunch of muscles].

We went back to eating and talking and after a while i feel another tap on my shoulder. Yea, its him again. At this point I was so mad I was seeing red. What the hell is he trying to do? He'd always try and thwart my dating adventures before, but this was a whole new level. The only thing i wanted to do at that point was take him in the back of the building and make him permanently apart of the pavement, but this would require me to be alone with him.

Once again we all acted like this didn't happen, and there was only one guy in the whole group that even knew we had previously dated. We went back to talking and laughing and all of a sudden i hear the guys at the other end of the table noticing something. "what the hell is he doing?", does he know we can see him through the glass?", "I think he's 'window shopping'". me and my roommate decide to turn around and see what caught their attention.

I froze, my roommate gasped. It was yet again my ex, staring at me from the window. I dont think i was able to breathe for the next few seconds. not because i was mad, but because i was scared. He looked so different, and it gave me chills. It was clear that the guys had picked up on the object of his gaze, and they didn't even have to say anything but i knew id be fine. A couple minutes later me and my roommate booked it through the back exit and made our way back.

Needless to say my perfect night on the town was ruined, and i am now looking up restraining orders. So was I succesful with men this week? no, no i wasnt.

Men & Me [part 2]

Recap from last week:

I wasn't ready for all this but i didn't want to miss out on anything, you only live once right? I admit i wasn't very enthusiastic at the thought, and it takes me a while to warm up to people. but he kissed me goodnight, and then i just waited...and waited....

And waited and waited. Yea I ended up waiting for that walk an entire week. I had no idea what could have went wrong. I backtracked the entire day, nothing. we went out for coffee, sat on the couch and watched Jurassic park, he kissed me goodnight, i couldn't find anything wrong with the entire day. I didn't see him again for months, i was so upset. Shouldn't he have had the courtesy to at least tell me why everything went so wrong? I knew i should have called to at least ask, but i was so hurt. I ran into him a couple months later and it was kind of awkward. He was the one who looked hurt, i couldn't understand.

A couple of days ago [yea, a whole lot of months later] one of my best friends ran into him. She was fed up with everything so she asked K what happened.

He told her that he was AFRAID. Apparently i had showed hesitation when he asked me to take "The Walk". He told her that he was waiting for me to call, to show him that i wanted this too. But i never called him, even days, weeks, and months later.

By this time i was very much over K but i still got upset. THATS WHY! I thought i did something horrible, or he heard some horrible false rumor about me. I started to think of how happy i was and how I wished I had shown it more on the outside.

So now i tell myself, the next person I fall in "like" with, they will know that i like them back!

Tune in next week to find out about the next weekends adventures.