so, i have a friend who wanted to set me up with her fiance's good friend. she had been building this up for quite some time, and all the things i kept hearing about said guy were AWESOME. sometimes, the buildup is half the problem. in our minds we have this guy on a pedestal or made up version and just cannot wait to meet him. my friend had heard about him from her fiance, but finally got to meet him at her fiance's birthday dinner. while there, something came up about online dating. we will nickname him "airforce" because he was in the airforce for a few years. airforce mentioned that he had been thinking of setting up a profile on christian mingle, but didn't know if he had the time to weed through the bad to get to the good. he said, he wanted to meet the right woman, but just didn't know if he had the time to go out or meet the bad ones too, ha. i totally get that. so, my friend was like, "well, i have single girl friends, what kind of girl are you interested in?" he then went on to say, "this may seem a bit odd, but a girl who is successful/got her act together, but a little country too." my friend was so excited. you see, i may be a city girl now or like the city life, but at the core, i am a country girl:) i love a good country boy, and always will. if he hunts and fishes, has guns, etc... doesn't bother me one bit. he said a few other things, but nothing that made my friend think we would not be a good match. so, my friend and her fiance were on a mission. we had several days planned, but for one reason or another it was rescheduled, cancelled, planned again, etc. it was quite discouraging, but i just kept reminding myself that if it was in God's will it would happen.
so, long story short, we met, not in the most normal way, ha. he wanted to meet me with my friend and her fiance. that is fine, but it ended up being with my friend, her fiance, my friend's mom, brother, and sister-in-law at a Christmas cantata. not necessarily a place where one can talk to someone, but we made the best of it. afterwards, we all went to dinner. it was very odd to be on somewhat of a display for all at the table to hear, and i struggled with how to appear interested in getting to know him and how to not feel stupid, but i made the best of it. i would say that neither of us got to see the other's personality that much, but it was okay. afterwards, he walked me to my car. this was the only time all night that we were not in front of an audience, can you imagine? i guess i now know what these people feel like on tv, reality dating shows, as it is so completely awkward. i mean, here is this guy i know nothing about. i don't even know if he has siblings, where he works, etc... i am having to ask him this in front of peeps, haha. i am not normally nervous on first dates, because, well let's face it, i have a whole blog dedicated to these awkward encounters, but this was so different. okay, sorry i got sidetracked. back to my car... he did manage to ask me for my number. he was pretty shy from what i could tell, so i could tell this was a BIG DEAL.
two days later i got a random text from him at like 11am in the middle of my work day. this has got to be one of my pet peeves, but i won't complain too much. it is better than not hearing at all, i guess. what i don't understand though is how one expects me to get to know them in the middle of my crazy, busy work day??? i tried to respond, ask questions, etc but he got busy as well. so, after three to four texts back and forth, it went nowhere. the next day around 10:30 am i sent him one that just said, i hope you have a great day and hopefully we can get to know each other after work hours. dorky, quite possibly, do i care, not a bit. well, folks, i never heard from him again.
i tend to beat myself up and think that it is me when dates go wrong or guys don't call. for whatever reason, he chose not to call. guess what, this one wasn't my fault. i did NOTHING wrong. i was talking to my mother about it, and she said some great things, but basically she said, i wish you wouldn't think it was you, maybe he has problems. it is true, in this case, it was HIS LOSS, not mine.
my friend and her fiance have apologized so much, for that i am thankful, but it isn't their fault nor do they need to apologize. as i said in the beginning, you have to take a chance and i pray that one day, i'll take the chance on the right one.
on to a new year of dating adventures, fun times, i tell ya. don't you wish you were me, ha!
Friday, January 3, 2014
Monday, October 28, 2013
a trio/tripper and a motivational speaker
so, i had taken a bit of a break with this whole dating thing, and i have been praying that i would go on less dates. why, do you ask? it is truly quite simple... i want to meet my husband. going on countless dates, is not fun, so i am trying to be more specific.
i had a guy email me, and he tried a completely different approach. he had a youtube video in his profile, say what? it was completely different, and i thought why not email him back. we emailed once or twice and then he wanted to speak on the phone. so, i somewhat reluctantly gave him my number (probably not a good sign from day 1). he then proceeded to schedule a phone date. i guess, i shouldn't complain as guys calling is such a lost art, so i'll give him that. he wanted to call the week i was out of town, so finding a time, i would have more than 5 minutes was challenging. finally, i decided when i was driving home would be best. i can honestly say, i have never had quite the convo. i felt like was i was on a job interview/having my personality assessed. it was crazy. he would say things like, "so, what makes kelsey happy?" as if, i wasn't on the phone... who talks about someone in third person when they are speaking to that person, so strange. he owns his own company, so he is constantly thinking strategy and how to be more successful. at the end of a very painful, somewhat comical conversation, he invited me to a toastmaster's meeting for a first date/meeting... i couldn't laugh hard enough. i told him, i could think of nothing worse, as public speaking is my biggest fear in life. i think he needs to scale it back a bit, if he wants to find a wife... HAVE FUN dude. he didn't even get a nickname.
moving on to the next one, this is one of those that you are very hopeful, but at the end of the day there is no connection. we emailed for two weeks, talked on the phone for a week... yall, we had a lot in common. he loved sports, he loved kids, he was up for trying new adventures, he LOVED Jesus, and so much more. there were also a few caution flags (he talked more than me, how is this even possible, and he was Southern Baptist and sang in a Southern Gospel Trio - like they performed and traveled every Sunday around NC and SC). i was raised Southern Baptist, this isn't necessarily a dealbreaker, but in my early 20s, i figured out my faith on my own, and i wanted away from the hell, fire, and brimstone preaching. i wanted to hear more about a loving relationship with God. we finally met on Saturday for lunch. there was no connection/attraction/chemistry and i could tell immediately. i was so bummed and discouraged, as i thought there could be something there.
i continue to pray for God's perfect timing. you just have to keep going.
i had a guy email me, and he tried a completely different approach. he had a youtube video in his profile, say what? it was completely different, and i thought why not email him back. we emailed once or twice and then he wanted to speak on the phone. so, i somewhat reluctantly gave him my number (probably not a good sign from day 1). he then proceeded to schedule a phone date. i guess, i shouldn't complain as guys calling is such a lost art, so i'll give him that. he wanted to call the week i was out of town, so finding a time, i would have more than 5 minutes was challenging. finally, i decided when i was driving home would be best. i can honestly say, i have never had quite the convo. i felt like was i was on a job interview/having my personality assessed. it was crazy. he would say things like, "so, what makes kelsey happy?" as if, i wasn't on the phone... who talks about someone in third person when they are speaking to that person, so strange. he owns his own company, so he is constantly thinking strategy and how to be more successful. at the end of a very painful, somewhat comical conversation, he invited me to a toastmaster's meeting for a first date/meeting... i couldn't laugh hard enough. i told him, i could think of nothing worse, as public speaking is my biggest fear in life. i think he needs to scale it back a bit, if he wants to find a wife... HAVE FUN dude. he didn't even get a nickname.
moving on to the next one, this is one of those that you are very hopeful, but at the end of the day there is no connection. we emailed for two weeks, talked on the phone for a week... yall, we had a lot in common. he loved sports, he loved kids, he was up for trying new adventures, he LOVED Jesus, and so much more. there were also a few caution flags (he talked more than me, how is this even possible, and he was Southern Baptist and sang in a Southern Gospel Trio - like they performed and traveled every Sunday around NC and SC). i was raised Southern Baptist, this isn't necessarily a dealbreaker, but in my early 20s, i figured out my faith on my own, and i wanted away from the hell, fire, and brimstone preaching. i wanted to hear more about a loving relationship with God. we finally met on Saturday for lunch. there was no connection/attraction/chemistry and i could tell immediately. i was so bummed and discouraged, as i thought there could be something there.
i continue to pray for God's perfect timing. you just have to keep going.
Monday, August 19, 2013
this one has a lot of nicknames
so, i absolutely love that my friends are into this nickname thing, it is quite fun coming up with the nickname. i really hope my future husband enjoys that he too will have a nickname, but i surely hope he gets a sweet one in the beginning! so, we have a new guy that has entered the scene folks. i haven't met him yet, and typically i try not to blog about it until i meet him, but i felt like i had enough material to go ahead and start one. so, said guy's nicknames are sweettalkintodd or ladder31. you see, my best friend since the great age of 5 is playing matchmaker. she doesn't typically like this role, as she has tried before and it didn't work out. she met sweettalkintodd at a fire conference with her husband last year and then saw him again this year. so, she set this in motion and here we are. you see, he quickly became "STT" for short because from the very first text he sent me, he has called me "sweetie." this makes me want to vomit. now don't get my wrong, eventually one day, i am sure if my boyfriend or husband wants to call me sweetie or some sweet name, i will be okay with it, but to me someone calling me that that has never once met me, it feels cheap. it is probably something he calls every girls he talks to. literally, every text he addresses to me, has the word sweetie in it, which makes it difficult for me to want to respond. STT also keeps his name because all he does is text, which is this girls number one pet peeve. (ladder31 comes from the fact that he is a fire fighter and he is 31 years old.)
so, in the week or so he has had my number, he has only called once. he has texted me everyday, but he only texts twice a day, with the exactly same robotic text daily... "good morning sweetie or beautiful" in the morning and then "goodnight sweetie, hope you had a good day." if someone could please explain to me how i am supposed to get to know someone by two simple texts a day, i would love to know. literally, he doesn't ask questions, doesn't call, and this girl is already super annoyed. so, last night i called him out on it... think that did any good, absolutely not. i mean, i'd really like to get to know him, the one conversation we did have, he seemed super nice.
we have a date planned for this coming sunday, but this weekend i had my saturday night open up so i offered to him. any single girl knows, opening up one of your prime weekend nights to a guy you do not know is huge. i texted him (his favorite means of communication) on friday and told him and offered to meet him at the halfway point (um, how nice is that) and he said, "well... i will have to let you know if i can work that out." well, okay, not exactly one of the two responses i was expecting, but okay, STT, you do that, and let me know. this Type A girl wanted a response ASAP, just a simple yes or no, but of course, he never bothered to follow back up. so at 9:30pm saturday night he texted me and said his typical goodnight message. i was so annoyed and irritated. so, of course, with my no filter, i called him out and asked why he at least didn't let me know one way or the other. he said, he didn't want to bother me? say what? i explained to him that if a girl offers to go out with you earlier, that means she wants to go, that isn't bothering her? i told him we could just call it miscommunication, but in all honesty, i was very clear in my communication to him, he just didn't get it???
you are probably wondering why i am even still considering going on date that is planned for sunday, well because i know i am quirky, i know i have super high standards, and i know that sometimes i can make assumptions and so, i am trying really hard to give him a chance. maybe he will surprise me on sunday in person. i have a work trip that requires three hours of driving tomorrow evening and we are supposed to talk then, so we will see.
on a side note, my great neighbors/friends have maybe convinced me to try christian mingle. i am going to pray about it this week, but i guess i figure why not, at least i would have a little more confidence that the guy signed up on a christian dating website, right?
update:: STT or ladder31 never followed up on taking me out or meeting for dinner or coffee. for lack of a better explanation, i think it is safe to say that he was just clueless. i literally sent him a text saying the following "So, I told myself I would give it until today (Sunday the day of the planned date). When we spoke last Wednesday, we discussed and I thought made tentative plans to meet today/tonight. Since you haven't called all week and today came and you made no mention of it... I think it is safe to say, this isn't going anywhere. Not exactly sure what it is, but I just want to meet a guy who wants to genuinely get to know me and take me out so he can get to know me better. So with all of that, I think we can move on and say good luck and be just fine:)" to which i got a simple reply an hour later, that said, "Ok well good luck"
folks, i cannot make this stuff up, i say it all the time, so another one bites the dust.
so, in the week or so he has had my number, he has only called once. he has texted me everyday, but he only texts twice a day, with the exactly same robotic text daily... "good morning sweetie or beautiful" in the morning and then "goodnight sweetie, hope you had a good day." if someone could please explain to me how i am supposed to get to know someone by two simple texts a day, i would love to know. literally, he doesn't ask questions, doesn't call, and this girl is already super annoyed. so, last night i called him out on it... think that did any good, absolutely not. i mean, i'd really like to get to know him, the one conversation we did have, he seemed super nice.
we have a date planned for this coming sunday, but this weekend i had my saturday night open up so i offered to him. any single girl knows, opening up one of your prime weekend nights to a guy you do not know is huge. i texted him (his favorite means of communication) on friday and told him and offered to meet him at the halfway point (um, how nice is that) and he said, "well... i will have to let you know if i can work that out." well, okay, not exactly one of the two responses i was expecting, but okay, STT, you do that, and let me know. this Type A girl wanted a response ASAP, just a simple yes or no, but of course, he never bothered to follow back up. so at 9:30pm saturday night he texted me and said his typical goodnight message. i was so annoyed and irritated. so, of course, with my no filter, i called him out and asked why he at least didn't let me know one way or the other. he said, he didn't want to bother me? say what? i explained to him that if a girl offers to go out with you earlier, that means she wants to go, that isn't bothering her? i told him we could just call it miscommunication, but in all honesty, i was very clear in my communication to him, he just didn't get it???
you are probably wondering why i am even still considering going on date that is planned for sunday, well because i know i am quirky, i know i have super high standards, and i know that sometimes i can make assumptions and so, i am trying really hard to give him a chance. maybe he will surprise me on sunday in person. i have a work trip that requires three hours of driving tomorrow evening and we are supposed to talk then, so we will see.
on a side note, my great neighbors/friends have maybe convinced me to try christian mingle. i am going to pray about it this week, but i guess i figure why not, at least i would have a little more confidence that the guy signed up on a christian dating website, right?
update:: STT or ladder31 never followed up on taking me out or meeting for dinner or coffee. for lack of a better explanation, i think it is safe to say that he was just clueless. i literally sent him a text saying the following "So, I told myself I would give it until today (Sunday the day of the planned date). When we spoke last Wednesday, we discussed and I thought made tentative plans to meet today/tonight. Since you haven't called all week and today came and you made no mention of it... I think it is safe to say, this isn't going anywhere. Not exactly sure what it is, but I just want to meet a guy who wants to genuinely get to know me and take me out so he can get to know me better. So with all of that, I think we can move on and say good luck and be just fine:)" to which i got a simple reply an hour later, that said, "Ok well good luck"
folks, i cannot make this stuff up, i say it all the time, so another one bites the dust.
Sunday, August 11, 2013
melvin, such a memorable one
i thought i'd quickly write about this one... it is a good one. note to self:: don't ever agree to go on a blind date with a wish mom's nephew. i was a new wish granter in 2008 and had just moved to charlotte. said wish mom asked if i was single, to which the answer unfortunately is always, yes. maybe i should wear my biological father's engagement ring he had given to my mother many moons ago and say, no to avoid this question, always. back to story... she then proceeded to go on and on about her nephew that she would LOVE to set me up with. i was very hesitant only knowing this lady for all of five minutes, but a lunch or dinner can only last so long, right? i actually tried to avoid her follow up calls pertaining to this set up, but she was very persistent, i'll give her that. so, she preceded to tell me that her nephew's name was, get ready... "Melvin." oh dear, what a name. my best friend, holly, has a thing with names, and usually it doesn't bother me, but for some reason this one did... what a name, haha. so, he called and i could tell he was very country. many of you who know me, know that i have a thick southern accent, so this wasn't off putting to me, too much, but this was that real country! so we talk on the phone once or twice and then he tells me that he wants to take me to, get ready... Ruth's Chris, say what? for a first date, um... let me think on that one, NO. what if he is missing teeth, what if i cannot carry on a conversation with him face to face, i can think of nowhere that would be worse. so i had to legitimately explain why i didn't want to go there, haha. still to this day, haven't been and would love to, but that wasn't the appropriate time. so, we agreed on a lunch date at chili's. he shows up, mind you, i still haven't seen him, and he was literally the skinniest guy i think i have ever seen. last time i checked, i was not a size 0 and never have been, so this was a huge turn off to me. on top of this, he had on wrangler jeans circa 1990 with a braided belt, loafers, and a blue/yellow checkered short sleeve button up... i honestly couldn't believe it. i know i sound super shallow right now, but this outfit was something a grandpa might wear, the braided belt about sent me over the edge. regardless, we went in and had lunch and the conversation was just straight up painful. we had absolutely nothing in common. after the 45 minute lunch, we walked outside and he said, "i'd love to do this again sometime." i said, "thank you so much for lunch. have a great day." i really hope he found someone that he had lots in common with, but good ole melvin wasn't for me.
Sunday, July 7, 2013
taking a break
so, i've been praying a lot about this, but i closed my match.com account today. i need a break from the first dates that go horribly wrong, from the exhausting emails and phone conversations, and from letting "not the right ones" know details about me. while many of my single girlfriends may find dating fun or even think of it as a hobby, i do not. i am not necessarily taking a break from dating, if friends want to set me up with someone who legitimently could be a great potential that would be wonderful, but i need a break from the online dating world.
it is funny, about two years ago, i prayed all the time for dates. i felt so alone, so unattractive (that is a whole other story, my struggle with self esteem/confidence), etc and God has answered that prayer, but now my prayer has changed. i no longer want to go on dates, i just want to date my husband. dating, especially the wrong guys, these weirdos, can leave you feeling more empty and lonely. i know that sounds strange, but unless you've experienced a season of going on several first dates, you probably just do not understand.
i am not saying i will never do online dating again, let's face it i work from home (by myself), my church community is AWESOME (but not thriving in the single's community), and i am not sure where else i would meet someone. until then i am going to pray that God will give me patience in the waiting, that i will be joyful/thankful for the awesome friends i have, and that i will be the future wife to my husband one whenever God decides it is time for me to meet him.
it is funny, about two years ago, i prayed all the time for dates. i felt so alone, so unattractive (that is a whole other story, my struggle with self esteem/confidence), etc and God has answered that prayer, but now my prayer has changed. i no longer want to go on dates, i just want to date my husband. dating, especially the wrong guys, these weirdos, can leave you feeling more empty and lonely. i know that sounds strange, but unless you've experienced a season of going on several first dates, you probably just do not understand.
i am not saying i will never do online dating again, let's face it i work from home (by myself), my church community is AWESOME (but not thriving in the single's community), and i am not sure where else i would meet someone. until then i am going to pray that God will give me patience in the waiting, that i will be joyful/thankful for the awesome friends i have, and that i will be the future wife to my husband one whenever God decides it is time for me to meet him.
party like a rock star
all guys get a nickname, some are better than others, a nickname isn't always bad, but this one as you can imagine isn't a good one to start out with. this one is brought to you by another online dating guy, which the next post will provide you with an update where i stand with all of that, but here goes...
"party like a rock star" seemed like a very nice guy, a little younger than me (27) and we all know i am pretty mature for my age, so i approach younger than me with caution to start. he grew up in GA, loves nascar and has always wanted to be a driver. he is actually best friends with a current driver in the big series, and when he first moved to charlotte that is what he did, he worked for said best friend, on his team. now, he works in sales as a brake distributor for the smaller circuit, maybe dirt track races or something of that nature. our first two phone conversations were great, i laughed a lot, but there were caution flags (no pun intended here with the nascar theme, ha). he mentioned that he loves to head to the lake and his group of friends loves to drink. he said when his guy friends get a night off from their girlfriends and wives, they party hard to the point of blacking out. my reaction:: say what? i am 30 years old and never have i reached a point of blacking out, nor do i desire too. i rarely drink, more just on a casual/social basis with friends, so this is one of the most unattractive things to me. well, there are a lot of unattractive things, but this ranks high up there. he tried to tell me that he is somewhat done with this phase of his life, and i am just not sure if i believe it. not trying to be judgmental, just based off of our continued conversations, i am thinking he is not.
regardless, i still met him prior to my haiti trip, and it was a less than thrilling meeting. i mean, he was so incredibly nice, but there wasn't really a spark, and as with so many of the guys on match... his faith just doesn't seem important. he said he was raised southern baptist, but has lived in charlotte for over a year and doesn't currently attend a church.
i was going to give him a second chance and maybe at least try to grab a bite to eat with him, but now i am thinking what is the point, if he isn't the one, he just isn't. another bites the dust!
"party like a rock star" seemed like a very nice guy, a little younger than me (27) and we all know i am pretty mature for my age, so i approach younger than me with caution to start. he grew up in GA, loves nascar and has always wanted to be a driver. he is actually best friends with a current driver in the big series, and when he first moved to charlotte that is what he did, he worked for said best friend, on his team. now, he works in sales as a brake distributor for the smaller circuit, maybe dirt track races or something of that nature. our first two phone conversations were great, i laughed a lot, but there were caution flags (no pun intended here with the nascar theme, ha). he mentioned that he loves to head to the lake and his group of friends loves to drink. he said when his guy friends get a night off from their girlfriends and wives, they party hard to the point of blacking out. my reaction:: say what? i am 30 years old and never have i reached a point of blacking out, nor do i desire too. i rarely drink, more just on a casual/social basis with friends, so this is one of the most unattractive things to me. well, there are a lot of unattractive things, but this ranks high up there. he tried to tell me that he is somewhat done with this phase of his life, and i am just not sure if i believe it. not trying to be judgmental, just based off of our continued conversations, i am thinking he is not.
regardless, i still met him prior to my haiti trip, and it was a less than thrilling meeting. i mean, he was so incredibly nice, but there wasn't really a spark, and as with so many of the guys on match... his faith just doesn't seem important. he said he was raised southern baptist, but has lived in charlotte for over a year and doesn't currently attend a church.
i was going to give him a second chance and maybe at least try to grab a bite to eat with him, but now i am thinking what is the point, if he isn't the one, he just isn't. another bites the dust!
Monday, June 3, 2013
old school:: senior prom
i am doing a throwback post tonight from my senior prom, because honestly it is just one of those stories that is just too good to not be documented, haha. it surely wasn't funny at the time, but now i can look back and realize how dumb i was at 18.
my senior prom, it was supposed to be the most fun, but it was far from that. to date, in my 18 years, it was one of the worst nights...in high school i was a bit dramatic, i'd like to say i am far less as i have matured, but i do embrace my dramatic side, haha. i went with my the guy that i thought at the time that i loved more than anything, haha. i would do anything for him. we had dated off and on and been an "item" off and on since 8th grade. [sidenote: he got into some trouble, missed a lot of school, and basically dropped out of school. he wasn't going to be able to go to our prom, so i stepped in and asked him to go as my date, and i thought this was going to be the best night of my life. i just knew that he was going to confess his love for me and we were going to be as happy as two people could be. after all, secretly, this is what he was telling me all the time.] one of my best friends at the time, katie, and i were so happy, we didn't know what to do. i was going to my senior prom with the guy that i had basically been in love with since 7th/8th grade, what could go wrong. one minor detail, did i mention, he had a girlfriend? the only good thing i had going for me was that she was a year older and had already graduated, so there was no way she was coming to my prom and ruining my night, right? i am so excited, the prom is in about two weeks, and you guessed it... i found out that he has found another senior to take his girlfriend... as you can imagine, i am crushed. to my 18 year old self, this was the most devastating news, EVER. about a week before the prom, his grandmother called to find out if i had gotten a corsage, i said no, not yet, but that if he couldn't take care of that, my dad would get mine. at this point, i'm thinking, things are not looking good, but i continued to be hopeful. our friends had all rented a stretch escalade, which we were all very excited about and planned to meet up at one of the guy's houses beforehand for pictures. i arrive and my date is nowhere to be found. my friend katie and her boyfriend at the time, tim are desperately trying to cheer me up and provide hope, but i knew things were not looking good. eventually he shows up with his girlfriend. you should probably know there was no room for her in the stretch escalade, so apparently they arranged for her to ride in a lexus following closely behind us (this can't get any worse, right?). please keep reading. his tux matches her dress, his boutonniere matched her dress, the list could keep going. i was completely crushed, like i am pretty sure my heart was in a million pieces, but i was determined to give him multiple chances, because this was "our" night (remember i was 18). if you are wondering, he does acknowledge me, at some point. many of the moms there knew how much i liked him (so i thought loved) and made him take a few snapshots with me... i am pretty sure my mom and grandmother could have killed him. (i wish you guys could have seen them). they wanted me to leave and go meet up with lindsey and crystal, but i refused. so, off we go to get our professional pictures made. we arrive at the studio. now, of course, i am so excited to have professional pictures made with him, and i hear him say, well i only have money to get my picture made with my girlfriend. i immediately reach my breaking point, run to the bathroom, and start crying. tim (katie's boyfriend) runs to the rescue and offers to have his picture taken with me, so i don't have to be alone in my pictures (even typing this i am thinking does this really happen, how pathetic). the photographer overhears what is going on, and he steps up and says, i'll wave the setting fee for your date, he can be in the pictures, but he won't be able to get any of the pictures. so, my date pays for his pictures with his girlfriend and then has his picture made with me. it was awful, the whole room was giving him evil looks, meanwhile everyone wants to pick me up and take me out of there. the photographer is saying things like, "get a little closer, act like you love each other." we survive the picture studio, just barely and we head to dinner at a japense steakhouse. don't worry, he doesn't sit by me, nor does he pay for my dinner... he pays for hers, so i call my parents and ask if i can use their credit card (or maybe they were going to put more money in my account, something like that), which they of course said yes. i'm pretty sure malia walker was already out of the driveway on her way to get me, but i had to calmly get her to reverse the car, haha. so now it is time to finally go to the prom. we stopped at a gas station first, and "my guy" gets me in the limo by myself, i was crying again, and he gets in the floor and he starts telling me that it is going to be okay, that we are going to have a good time at the prom, he is going to escort me in, and we are going to dance, yada yada... then he kisses me. (of course, no one knows, it was all secretive.) seriously, why didn't i smack him upside of his head??? so, we get out of the limo, he has proceeded to take off his button up, so now he only has a vest and jacket on... he escorts his girlfriend into the prom, dances with her, and leaves me at my senior prom... he actually never spoke to me. at the after prom party, he told my friend katie, that i deserved what i got and i had to hear him say it...(he actually called me a few choice words, but i'll keep the blog g-rated)
we didn't speak for nearly 6 years, until katie's wedding day. i have no hard feelings now, it is in past, and honestly i know it was God's protection that i left Lincolnton and went to college and we never spoke again.
i sure know how to pick them... so fun!
my senior prom, it was supposed to be the most fun, but it was far from that. to date, in my 18 years, it was one of the worst nights...in high school i was a bit dramatic, i'd like to say i am far less as i have matured, but i do embrace my dramatic side, haha. i went with my the guy that i thought at the time that i loved more than anything, haha. i would do anything for him. we had dated off and on and been an "item" off and on since 8th grade. [sidenote: he got into some trouble, missed a lot of school, and basically dropped out of school. he wasn't going to be able to go to our prom, so i stepped in and asked him to go as my date, and i thought this was going to be the best night of my life. i just knew that he was going to confess his love for me and we were going to be as happy as two people could be. after all, secretly, this is what he was telling me all the time.] one of my best friends at the time, katie, and i were so happy, we didn't know what to do. i was going to my senior prom with the guy that i had basically been in love with since 7th/8th grade, what could go wrong. one minor detail, did i mention, he had a girlfriend? the only good thing i had going for me was that she was a year older and had already graduated, so there was no way she was coming to my prom and ruining my night, right? i am so excited, the prom is in about two weeks, and you guessed it... i found out that he has found another senior to take his girlfriend... as you can imagine, i am crushed. to my 18 year old self, this was the most devastating news, EVER. about a week before the prom, his grandmother called to find out if i had gotten a corsage, i said no, not yet, but that if he couldn't take care of that, my dad would get mine. at this point, i'm thinking, things are not looking good, but i continued to be hopeful. our friends had all rented a stretch escalade, which we were all very excited about and planned to meet up at one of the guy's houses beforehand for pictures. i arrive and my date is nowhere to be found. my friend katie and her boyfriend at the time, tim are desperately trying to cheer me up and provide hope, but i knew things were not looking good. eventually he shows up with his girlfriend. you should probably know there was no room for her in the stretch escalade, so apparently they arranged for her to ride in a lexus following closely behind us (this can't get any worse, right?). please keep reading. his tux matches her dress, his boutonniere matched her dress, the list could keep going. i was completely crushed, like i am pretty sure my heart was in a million pieces, but i was determined to give him multiple chances, because this was "our" night (remember i was 18). if you are wondering, he does acknowledge me, at some point. many of the moms there knew how much i liked him (so i thought loved) and made him take a few snapshots with me... i am pretty sure my mom and grandmother could have killed him. (i wish you guys could have seen them). they wanted me to leave and go meet up with lindsey and crystal, but i refused. so, off we go to get our professional pictures made. we arrive at the studio. now, of course, i am so excited to have professional pictures made with him, and i hear him say, well i only have money to get my picture made with my girlfriend. i immediately reach my breaking point, run to the bathroom, and start crying. tim (katie's boyfriend) runs to the rescue and offers to have his picture taken with me, so i don't have to be alone in my pictures (even typing this i am thinking does this really happen, how pathetic). the photographer overhears what is going on, and he steps up and says, i'll wave the setting fee for your date, he can be in the pictures, but he won't be able to get any of the pictures. so, my date pays for his pictures with his girlfriend and then has his picture made with me. it was awful, the whole room was giving him evil looks, meanwhile everyone wants to pick me up and take me out of there. the photographer is saying things like, "get a little closer, act like you love each other." we survive the picture studio, just barely and we head to dinner at a japense steakhouse. don't worry, he doesn't sit by me, nor does he pay for my dinner... he pays for hers, so i call my parents and ask if i can use their credit card (or maybe they were going to put more money in my account, something like that), which they of course said yes. i'm pretty sure malia walker was already out of the driveway on her way to get me, but i had to calmly get her to reverse the car, haha. so now it is time to finally go to the prom. we stopped at a gas station first, and "my guy" gets me in the limo by myself, i was crying again, and he gets in the floor and he starts telling me that it is going to be okay, that we are going to have a good time at the prom, he is going to escort me in, and we are going to dance, yada yada... then he kisses me. (of course, no one knows, it was all secretive.) seriously, why didn't i smack him upside of his head??? so, we get out of the limo, he has proceeded to take off his button up, so now he only has a vest and jacket on... he escorts his girlfriend into the prom, dances with her, and leaves me at my senior prom... he actually never spoke to me. at the after prom party, he told my friend katie, that i deserved what i got and i had to hear him say it...(he actually called me a few choice words, but i'll keep the blog g-rated)
we didn't speak for nearly 6 years, until katie's wedding day. i have no hard feelings now, it is in past, and honestly i know it was God's protection that i left Lincolnton and went to college and we never spoke again.
i sure know how to pick them... so fun!
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