I can't quite remember where I left off with the last blog but I now own a shop- A clothing boutique in Devon. It's bloody hard work and after coming into the business at a fairly unstable economic time, I am spending most of my life pretty broke and trying to think of new ways to bring people to the shop at very little cost. This lack of funds and time leaves very little time and energy for sorting out the love life. Despite this, I've managed to rack up a few potentially entertaining anecdotes from recent experiences.
I'm sure I have been through the first online dating meet up before so won't go there again. After that we had "Hot 'n' Cold". I met "Hot 'n' Cold" on the night of my graduation and there was definitely a fairly quick mutual attraction. After a night of getting on very well, some interesting conversation and the rest, I drove home in the snow at 4am promising to let him know I had got home safely. Although there was a reasonable amount of alcohol consumed on his part, I allowed myself to believe that there was also a reasonable amount of attraction and, having not had much success in the area for some time, allowed myself to get my hopes up- big effing mistake! One moment there would be a great deal of flirting and an arrangement made to meet up, then silence for weeks and last minute cancellations. We finally met up again 2 months after the first meeting and had a great time together, both agreeing that we hoped to see one another again. He was away with work for 2 weeks and we would definitely meet up when he was back. Nearly 3 months later, still not seen the guy. Somewhere in between that second meeting and now, I got fed up of being the girl that really pisses me off that I was turning into. We all know the one. The girl who constantly asks "why isn't he replying to my texts?", "What have I done?", "I can see he's online, so why the fuck isn't he talking to me?". After a couple of messages reminding him of my existence, I figured that if he was interested, he'd let me know and if he wasn't, he wasn't worth the effort. Irritatingly I felt a pair of earrings that were an 18th birthday present there and will never get them back- dammit!
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I'm sure I have been through the first online dating meet up before so won't go there again. After that we had "Hot 'n' Cold". I met "Hot 'n' Cold" on the night of my graduation and there was definitely a fairly quick mutual attraction. After a night of getting on very well, some interesting conversation and the rest, I drove home in the snow at 4am promising to let him know I had got home safely. Although there was a reasonable amount of alcohol consumed on his part, I allowed myself to believe that there was also a reasonable amount of attraction and, having not had much success in the area for some time, allowed myself to get my hopes up- big effing mistake! One moment there would be a great deal of flirting and an arrangement made to meet up, then silence for weeks and last minute cancellations. We finally met up again 2 months after the first meeting and had a great time together, both agreeing that we hoped to see one another again. He was away with work for 2 weeks and we would definitely meet up when he was back. Nearly 3 months later, still not seen the guy. Somewhere in between that second meeting and now, I got fed up of being the girl that really pisses me off that I was turning into. We all know the one. The girl who constantly asks "why isn't he replying to my texts?", "What have I done?", "I can see he's online, so why the fuck isn't he talking to me?". After a couple of messages reminding him of my existence, I figured that if he was interested, he'd let me know and if he wasn't, he wasn't worth the effort. Irritatingly I felt a pair of earrings that were an 18th birthday present there and will never get them back- dammit!
Xx
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