I haven't been paying attention to the date, because like I said, I'll be by myself, which gives me no real reason to celebrate Valentine's Day.Kodlak said:
That or I'm just lazy.
Whats everyone going to do with their Valentines Day?
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That or I'm just lazy.
Watching latest ZP episode and see this thread listed to the right, its the first I've heard about Valentines Day this year - and after google helping me find out it's only 2 days away, not sure what to do.
Spose I'll call the girls I have some amount of interest in, say I'm busy but just wishing them a good time and meetup on some other day [Might be hard to pry them away from their boyfriends on V-Day
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Besides calling people I'll just workout and brush up on a few skills I need for an interview in march, and maybe have a 3 day hangout with the guys sunday onwards.
Spose I'll call the girls I have some amount of interest in, say I'm busy but just wishing them a good time and meetup on some other day [Might be hard to pry them away from their boyfriends on V-Day
]Besides calling people I'll just workout and brush up on a few skills I need for an interview in march, and maybe have a 3 day hangout with the guys sunday onwards.
For the first time in my life, I had plans for Valentines Day. Simple plans o yes, just sending a card to a certain girl, and ask her if she would like to do something fun so we could chat a bit. But about 3 hours ago, that all got cancelled. I really feel like writting this crap off me, so here comes my tale of woe, so pathetic even soap-opera's won't touch it:
It all began a few months ago, when I got a co-workers MSN, lets call her Vicky. Vicky and I were working together for a while already, we chatted sometimes, nothing special. Then we both were put on the friday-evening shift, wich ment we also rode home together after work. This obviously ment we chatted more often, and after a while she gave me her MSN. Now that new found privacy ment that we could delve in some more serious topics, so we did. For some reason, I don't know why I guess it was a hunch, I decided to share some of my problems with here, what followed almost shocked me. She respected me for who I was, she respected and accepted my problems and tried to help me with them. This was something completely new for me, and a new sensation overwhelmed me, not so much love but simply trust. Now that went on for a while, and after a while she started to do the same with me: tell me some deep secrets and problems, and ofcourse I responded likewise: I respected her problems, and try to help her with them. So we ended up with a mutual bond of trust and comfort, something wich I never felt before. Then something else flared up, again not so much love but rather hope. Hope that maybe I could finally be happy, finally someone who could pull me out of the crap I'm in so I could have a fresh start. Maybe you could call that love, I don't know (since I'm still completely new to this stuff) nor do I care for the label it has. But anyway, this made me slightely nervous, since I never felt something like this and didn't know what to do.
Then Mia (again, not a real name) came along, another co-worker with whom I talked a lot. By accident, I hinted her about my feelings, and after much pushing and prodding I gave in and told her all the details. Since she was more experienced with matters like this, so she decided to help me, wich ment that the hope réally flared up now. In the weeks following, I managed to grow a pair and ask Vicky out, just so we could talk a bit in real life (she sad that she didn't réally knew me, because talking via MSN is always a bit fake, and she's right with that). Sadly she couldn't that weekend (I knew that, my timing failed yes, wich was 2 weeks ago btw), but she maybe in a week or 2. Then the thought of Valentines day popped up, and ofcourse I wanted to send her a card but I didn't have the guts for that yet. Luckely, Mia stepped in and promised me to send one for me, that thought made me a very happy panda. Mia also mentioned since last week that she had made a plan I couldn't know about, simply to strenghten the relationship between me and Vicky wich could possibly open new doors.
All this combined ment I was more hopefull then ever before, that my life could fínally start anew! But ofcourse, that was untill tonight, when shit started hitting the fan. Vicky and I were talking again, on MSN, the subject at hand was love. Long story short (o the irony, when looking at the stuff above): she didn't like the idea of being with someone in a relationship, since she wanted to travel and be free. That was when my hope already started to buckle, but the worst is yet to come. Now I knew that she had some nasty experiences with a boy a few years ago, so she wasn't keen on flirting, and generally not interested in looking for a relationship. Now that's one thing, because I think real love has to grow, and she also mentioned in a previous conversation that she thought I wasn't like the other boys, I listened and actually cared about her story, that I understood why she sad she hated men (can you feel it coming? o yes you can).
What followed next didn't just topple my hope, no it ground it down to a fine powder wich got blown in my eyes: she thought she was....a lesbian. Yup, but that wasn't even the REAL crazy part! So crazy, so incredibly sad and such a HUGE kick in my balls so to speak (no, I really wasn't interested in having sex with her, I really just wanted to be with her) that it's simply hilarious. She sad that she actually...fancied Mia, and she asked me if I couldn't try to arrange something between them... That's one screwed up triangular relation between the 3 of us, and both of them didn't know what just happened: Vicky didn't (still doesn't) know Mia tried to help me build a relationship with Vicky, and Mia didn't (and still doesn't) know Vicky just confessed she's a lesbian and asked mé if I could help Vicky get Mia. Obviously I immidiatly mailed Mia that she should stop her little plan, and didn't have to bother with the Valentines card. And ofcourse, I immidiatly sad that Mia is one of the most boy-crazy girls I ever knew, so that wierd triangle-thing will never actually happen, but the idea itself is so idiotic (given the circumstances) and sad it just made me rofl out of sheer desperation.
In the end, the thing is that it's not just this setback, but it perfectly fits in what I'm used to saying: "As fucking usual." Every time I have hope that certain things will get better, it completely falls apart, always as painfull as this, but not often as crazy.
So there ya go, that's my first Valentines Day story, tl;dr for sure huh? Apologises in advance for screwed up sentence structure, grammatical errors and spelling failures.
It all began a few months ago, when I got a co-workers MSN, lets call her Vicky. Vicky and I were working together for a while already, we chatted sometimes, nothing special. Then we both were put on the friday-evening shift, wich ment we also rode home together after work. This obviously ment we chatted more often, and after a while she gave me her MSN. Now that new found privacy ment that we could delve in some more serious topics, so we did. For some reason, I don't know why I guess it was a hunch, I decided to share some of my problems with here, what followed almost shocked me. She respected me for who I was, she respected and accepted my problems and tried to help me with them. This was something completely new for me, and a new sensation overwhelmed me, not so much love but simply trust. Now that went on for a while, and after a while she started to do the same with me: tell me some deep secrets and problems, and ofcourse I responded likewise: I respected her problems, and try to help her with them. So we ended up with a mutual bond of trust and comfort, something wich I never felt before. Then something else flared up, again not so much love but rather hope. Hope that maybe I could finally be happy, finally someone who could pull me out of the crap I'm in so I could have a fresh start. Maybe you could call that love, I don't know (since I'm still completely new to this stuff) nor do I care for the label it has. But anyway, this made me slightely nervous, since I never felt something like this and didn't know what to do.
Then Mia (again, not a real name) came along, another co-worker with whom I talked a lot. By accident, I hinted her about my feelings, and after much pushing and prodding I gave in and told her all the details. Since she was more experienced with matters like this, so she decided to help me, wich ment that the hope réally flared up now. In the weeks following, I managed to grow a pair and ask Vicky out, just so we could talk a bit in real life (she sad that she didn't réally knew me, because talking via MSN is always a bit fake, and she's right with that). Sadly she couldn't that weekend (I knew that, my timing failed yes, wich was 2 weeks ago btw), but she maybe in a week or 2. Then the thought of Valentines day popped up, and ofcourse I wanted to send her a card but I didn't have the guts for that yet. Luckely, Mia stepped in and promised me to send one for me, that thought made me a very happy panda. Mia also mentioned since last week that she had made a plan I couldn't know about, simply to strenghten the relationship between me and Vicky wich could possibly open new doors.
All this combined ment I was more hopefull then ever before, that my life could fínally start anew! But ofcourse, that was untill tonight, when shit started hitting the fan. Vicky and I were talking again, on MSN, the subject at hand was love. Long story short (o the irony, when looking at the stuff above): she didn't like the idea of being with someone in a relationship, since she wanted to travel and be free. That was when my hope already started to buckle, but the worst is yet to come. Now I knew that she had some nasty experiences with a boy a few years ago, so she wasn't keen on flirting, and generally not interested in looking for a relationship. Now that's one thing, because I think real love has to grow, and she also mentioned in a previous conversation that she thought I wasn't like the other boys, I listened and actually cared about her story, that I understood why she sad she hated men (can you feel it coming? o yes you can).
What followed next didn't just topple my hope, no it ground it down to a fine powder wich got blown in my eyes: she thought she was....a lesbian. Yup, but that wasn't even the REAL crazy part! So crazy, so incredibly sad and such a HUGE kick in my balls so to speak (no, I really wasn't interested in having sex with her, I really just wanted to be with her) that it's simply hilarious. She sad that she actually...fancied Mia, and she asked me if I couldn't try to arrange something between them... That's one screwed up triangular relation between the 3 of us, and both of them didn't know what just happened: Vicky didn't (still doesn't) know Mia tried to help me build a relationship with Vicky, and Mia didn't (and still doesn't) know Vicky just confessed she's a lesbian and asked mé if I could help Vicky get Mia. Obviously I immidiatly mailed Mia that she should stop her little plan, and didn't have to bother with the Valentines card. And ofcourse, I immidiatly sad that Mia is one of the most boy-crazy girls I ever knew, so that wierd triangle-thing will never actually happen, but the idea itself is so idiotic (given the circumstances) and sad it just made me rofl out of sheer desperation.
In the end, the thing is that it's not just this setback, but it perfectly fits in what I'm used to saying: "As fucking usual." Every time I have hope that certain things will get better, it completely falls apart, always as painfull as this, but not often as crazy.
So there ya go, that's my first Valentines Day story, tl;dr for sure huh? Apologises in advance for screwed up sentence structure, grammatical errors and spelling failures.
I'm going to go over to a mates place and just sit there playing horde with him and another mate for like 6 hours,
chatting about immature things like boobies and such.
and why the fuck we can't get any.
chatting about immature things like boobies and such.
and why the fuck we can't get any.
My partner is having her 21st birthday party on Valentines day, but her birthday is the day after. The Saturday was more convenient for a party. o.o
So.. Yeah. Celebrating. She's getting a white gold necklace, so that can be a Valentines gift too, though we don't really celebrate it.
So.. Yeah. Celebrating. She's getting a white gold necklace, so that can be a Valentines gift too, though we don't really celebrate it.
What the hell is with everyone and throwing rocks at couples? That's stupid. You gotta throw grenades for the splash damage. Shrapnel is more effective than thrown pebbles, y'know. And is it just me, or does V-Day sound like the day for cervical cancer shots? Just saying.
*ahem*
I'm getting my girlfriend a puppy. My one just died - although it died while eating horse shit, so at least it died happy - and she's been really upset about it. Bring on the border collies, I say.
*ahem*
I'm getting my girlfriend a puppy. My one just died - although it died while eating horse shit, so at least it died happy - and she's been really upset about it. Bring on the border collies, I say.
