OMG...
I'm meeting a girl that I've been talking to online for a couple days at Oakridge mall here in Vancouver tomorrow morning at 11:00am
AND
Rush announced their 2008 leg of the "Snakes & Arrows" tour, and they're coming to Vancouver on the 29th of May!!
AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Excitement! %* %^#R
MOOD: HAPPINESS!
Showing posts with label Relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Relationships. Show all posts
Friday, January 18, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
Weekly Catch Up
Ok, here we are. It's weekly catch up, and I'm absolutely burned out.
Evidently, I haven't been Blogging anywhere as much as I'd like since the arrival Christmas, but I hate to leave my precious online-diary (that's what these are folks - face the music) neglected. I don't even know where to begin to cover the last three weeks, but I'll do my best. It goes a little like this:
Hair:
My hair's longer than it has ever been before in my life.
HotorNot:
I once had a total of 17 double-match girls on HotOrNot.com and am currently speaking with five of them. Oddly enough, three of the five happen to be a great distance away from where I live. Whilst one of them lives in Vancouver (Mandie), the other four live in Calgary (Sarah - yes, that Sarah), two in Burnaby (Wai-Lee & Kendra) and one in Taiwan (Tiffany)
I recently got back in touch with Sarah -it's a long story - and have been talking to her about the possibility of flying into Calgary so that we can meet-up. Meanwhile, the messages between the two of us have gotten quite personal - not in regards to private life, but sexually. Not online-sex per se, but a definite tension. That's all I'm going to say.
Another girl who I just recently met on the site is one named "Wai-Lee". Thus far, we've only exchanged one email with each other, but let me tell you - big wow! I reckon she's one helluva of a girl. As she pointed out, she was stuck dumb by the fact that I not only had an IQ above ".5", but had something to say.
And the girl in Taiwan.... is just brilliant. She's not only very expressive, but artistic.
Meanwhile, Kendra's a Christian and Mandie is a complete video-game freak. They are all very different from each other, and I can't wait to talk to each one of them again.
Music:
Hmm, where are we here... Oh yeah, Rush and Porcupine Tree. 'Nuff said.
AutoSavant:
Just finished writing a new automotive article for AS, and having taken a long writing-break, it was an absolute pain to write. Took what seemed like forever.
Facebook:
I'm afraid to admit it, but I'm addicted to FB. I've been wasting countless numbers of hours on this site, and it's only getting more addictive as time passes. Not only have I've since long accepted my mother's invitation to be added as a friend, but we've exchanged a few emails - nothing of real importance - just a simple "Hi, how are you doing" kind of thing. Thankfully though, in contacting her, I've gotten her to post some old photos of myself (unknown age)
Oh, and I got my father to join Facebook too... (he's already addicted)
Miscellaneous:
I'm still looking to sort of my education, but my transcripts from Alberta have not yet arrived. It's taking a long fucking time. I suppose I'd better give them a call as I would not be the least bit surprised if one of those goverment hacks lost my request.
Over and out.
Evidently, I haven't been Blogging anywhere as much as I'd like since the arrival Christmas, but I hate to leave my precious online-diary (that's what these are folks - face the music) neglected. I don't even know where to begin to cover the last three weeks, but I'll do my best. It goes a little like this:
Hair:
My hair's longer than it has ever been before in my life.
HotorNot:
I once had a total of 17 double-match girls on HotOrNot.com and am currently speaking with five of them. Oddly enough, three of the five happen to be a great distance away from where I live. Whilst one of them lives in Vancouver (Mandie), the other four live in Calgary (Sarah - yes, that Sarah), two in Burnaby (Wai-Lee & Kendra) and one in Taiwan (Tiffany)
I recently got back in touch with Sarah -it's a long story - and have been talking to her about the possibility of flying into Calgary so that we can meet-up. Meanwhile, the messages between the two of us have gotten quite personal - not in regards to private life, but sexually. Not online-sex per se, but a definite tension. That's all I'm going to say.
Another girl who I just recently met on the site is one named "Wai-Lee". Thus far, we've only exchanged one email with each other, but let me tell you - big wow! I reckon she's one helluva of a girl. As she pointed out, she was stuck dumb by the fact that I not only had an IQ above ".5", but had something to say.
And the girl in Taiwan.... is just brilliant. She's not only very expressive, but artistic.
Meanwhile, Kendra's a Christian and Mandie is a complete video-game freak. They are all very different from each other, and I can't wait to talk to each one of them again.
Music:
Hmm, where are we here... Oh yeah, Rush and Porcupine Tree. 'Nuff said.
AutoSavant:
Just finished writing a new automotive article for AS, and having taken a long writing-break, it was an absolute pain to write. Took what seemed like forever.
Facebook:
I'm afraid to admit it, but I'm addicted to FB. I've been wasting countless numbers of hours on this site, and it's only getting more addictive as time passes. Not only have I've since long accepted my mother's invitation to be added as a friend, but we've exchanged a few emails - nothing of real importance - just a simple "Hi, how are you doing" kind of thing. Thankfully though, in contacting her, I've gotten her to post some old photos of myself (unknown age)
Oh, and I got my father to join Facebook too... (he's already addicted)
Miscellaneous:
I'm still looking to sort of my education, but my transcripts from Alberta have not yet arrived. It's taking a long fucking time. I suppose I'd better give them a call as I would not be the least bit surprised if one of those goverment hacks lost my request.
Over and out.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Rejuvenated
Wow - can you believe that tomorrow marks the beginning of the year 2008? That said, isn't it just hilarious that people didn't think we'd make it past the year 2000?
You know, this year's Christmas was just fantastic. And actually, the same can be said for the last several months. I can't say that I've had this much fun, nor this much happiness in a long while. Though I have my "down-times" periodically, I generally feel rejuvenated as an individual. And can you blame me? I'm 40lbs lighter now than when I arrived in Vancouver in late February. I look like an entirely different person.
But not one that I don't want to be. Funny though it sounds, I now feel as if I am the person I always wanted to be. Especially concerning how I look - I'm now confident - for the first time in a long time - about the way I present myself to others. I'm comfortable with my body, my face and even my hair. I've never quite been with my hair, but now after 2+ decades, I can say that finally I have a hair style that I am pleased with.
I like the way I look. I like the fact that my personality combined with my looks attracts a certain specific type of girl; girls that I not only find attractive physically, but have the brains to keep my intellectually stimulated. Sure, I'm not in a relationship at the moment, but I've since gotten more "Meet Me" requests on HotOrNot.com. They could all turn out to be nothing...but I'm always hoping for the best. I want a love to spend time with.
That all being said, I truly feel as I'm a different person. It's hard to explain if you haven't undergone a drastic transformation yourself, but the feeling is almost indescribable. It changes your perception of everything around you.
And yet despite my improved appearance, I felt as if I've managed to retain my beliefs and opinions on what-not. In fact, my improved confidence has do nothing but strengthen my enthusiasm and expressive character. I'm greatly proud of who I am, and will not change that for some one's benefit.
Additionally, I'm now at a point in my life where I'm starting to reassemble the shattered pieces. I'm going to get education back on track come the New Year, and that alone, is going to change my life.
I'm in a happy place both physically and mentally. Never in my life have I not only gotten more joy out of listening to music, but being in the public and talking to others. There's something to be said about that.
You know, this year's Christmas was just fantastic. And actually, the same can be said for the last several months. I can't say that I've had this much fun, nor this much happiness in a long while. Though I have my "down-times" periodically, I generally feel rejuvenated as an individual. And can you blame me? I'm 40lbs lighter now than when I arrived in Vancouver in late February. I look like an entirely different person.
But not one that I don't want to be. Funny though it sounds, I now feel as if I am the person I always wanted to be. Especially concerning how I look - I'm now confident - for the first time in a long time - about the way I present myself to others. I'm comfortable with my body, my face and even my hair. I've never quite been with my hair, but now after 2+ decades, I can say that finally I have a hair style that I am pleased with.
I like the way I look. I like the fact that my personality combined with my looks attracts a certain specific type of girl; girls that I not only find attractive physically, but have the brains to keep my intellectually stimulated. Sure, I'm not in a relationship at the moment, but I've since gotten more "Meet Me" requests on HotOrNot.com. They could all turn out to be nothing...but I'm always hoping for the best. I want a love to spend time with.
That all being said, I truly feel as I'm a different person. It's hard to explain if you haven't undergone a drastic transformation yourself, but the feeling is almost indescribable. It changes your perception of everything around you.
And yet despite my improved appearance, I felt as if I've managed to retain my beliefs and opinions on what-not. In fact, my improved confidence has do nothing but strengthen my enthusiasm and expressive character. I'm greatly proud of who I am, and will not change that for some one's benefit.
Additionally, I'm now at a point in my life where I'm starting to reassemble the shattered pieces. I'm going to get education back on track come the New Year, and that alone, is going to change my life.
I'm in a happy place both physically and mentally. Never in my life have I not only gotten more joy out of listening to music, but being in the public and talking to others. There's something to be said about that.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Confused
Ahh, alright... I'm starting to get fed up with this whole thing with Jocelyn.
As I've already explained, our plan to meet this at the Vancouver Aquarium this this past Wednesday was foiled when her son became ill with a stomach flu. Now, I hadn't any reason to doubt what she was saying and naturally, was understanding of her position. Her child is the most important thing in her life; I wouldn't expect any less from a good mother.
But soon after that incident, things started to get dicey. With each and every email exchange not only has it taken her longer and longer to respond, but her responses are often short and sure to avoid questions that I've asked.
My original assumption was she was perhaps shy, or just extremely casual... That being said, I decided I'd take the leap of death and give her a call (she previously gave me her cell number) on Friday. Do you know how hard it was to get the nerve to call? I'm an extremely shy individual and absolutely dred talking to people I don't know. Yet despite that, I decided to overcome my fear and just give her a call.
I called her four times - twice in the morning (a few minutes apart) and twice (yet again minutes apart) some four hours later. On the my last phone call, I decided that I'd leave a message... My aim - casual & collected, and that's exactly what I did. I asked her that if Brandon was feeling better if she'd like to try to meet at the aquarium some time over the weekend. I wasn't pushy, nor intimidating on the subject, just casual.
From thereon, I waited to hear back from her and at 6:00pm, she responded (via Facebook, not a phone call mind you). But when she responded back on Facebook, she said that Brandon (her son) had been at her Grandma's house all day as she had managed to catch the little guy's stomach flu. But yet again, she never really answered my question. Then again, she never really seems to... ^_^
Nor does she seem all that interested in what interests me...
It really would appear that she's trying to avoid me - which begs the question, why the hell did she click "yes" to meet on HotOrNot.com? Is she not interested in me? Is she afraid to meet me? Is she afraid of having her heart broken?
Suffice to say, I'm entirely confused about the whole thing. That being said, I decided to message her back last night and simply ask her if she's even interested in me because I was starting to gather the impression that she wasn't. Risky gamble? Well,there's nothing to lose... I did however, write the message in a very civilzed and understanding manor. I asked if her if that which I believed was indeed true, then she should tell me the truth. If she doesn't want to meet me, then fine. I'll undoubtedly be disappointed, but I'll definitely be better of because this whole cat and mouse game has been driving me through the roof.
Haven't heard back from her yet, and hell, she might not even respond... But at this point, I cannot sit here wondering what hell she's thinking. At this point, the ball is in her park. I did (nor said) nothing wrong. I shall pursue her no more.
Or am I overreacting? Could I be entirely wrong? Did I blow it? Is this because Christmas is a week away? Who the fuck knows.
Quite frankly, I'm more mad at myself than anything; mad at myself for getting emotionally attached with little to go on to begin with. I spent more than a week thinking about this girl. Firstly asking the nerve to ask her out - then worrying what the actual meeting would be like - then wondering how the date it's self would both begin and end - then hoping her son was ok - and all of which followed. Why do I do this? Because I like to punish myself? In a way, yes. As I've mentioned several times before, I am a hopeless romantic. I never seem to learn, but then I suppose I cannot change the way I am.
If she responds back and proves me wrong, well then, hell yeah. I'll go out with her in a second. Until that time, I've done my best.
As I've already explained, our plan to meet this at the Vancouver Aquarium this this past Wednesday was foiled when her son became ill with a stomach flu. Now, I hadn't any reason to doubt what she was saying and naturally, was understanding of her position. Her child is the most important thing in her life; I wouldn't expect any less from a good mother.
But soon after that incident, things started to get dicey. With each and every email exchange not only has it taken her longer and longer to respond, but her responses are often short and sure to avoid questions that I've asked.
My original assumption was she was perhaps shy, or just extremely casual... That being said, I decided I'd take the leap of death and give her a call (she previously gave me her cell number) on Friday. Do you know how hard it was to get the nerve to call? I'm an extremely shy individual and absolutely dred talking to people I don't know. Yet despite that, I decided to overcome my fear and just give her a call.
I called her four times - twice in the morning (a few minutes apart) and twice (yet again minutes apart) some four hours later. On the my last phone call, I decided that I'd leave a message... My aim - casual & collected, and that's exactly what I did. I asked her that if Brandon was feeling better if she'd like to try to meet at the aquarium some time over the weekend. I wasn't pushy, nor intimidating on the subject, just casual.
From thereon, I waited to hear back from her and at 6:00pm, she responded (via Facebook, not a phone call mind you). But when she responded back on Facebook, she said that Brandon (her son) had been at her Grandma's house all day as she had managed to catch the little guy's stomach flu. But yet again, she never really answered my question. Then again, she never really seems to... ^_^
Nor does she seem all that interested in what interests me...
It really would appear that she's trying to avoid me - which begs the question, why the hell did she click "yes" to meet on HotOrNot.com? Is she not interested in me? Is she afraid to meet me? Is she afraid of having her heart broken?
Suffice to say, I'm entirely confused about the whole thing. That being said, I decided to message her back last night and simply ask her if she's even interested in me because I was starting to gather the impression that she wasn't. Risky gamble? Well,there's nothing to lose... I did however, write the message in a very civilzed and understanding manor. I asked if her if that which I believed was indeed true, then she should tell me the truth. If she doesn't want to meet me, then fine. I'll undoubtedly be disappointed, but I'll definitely be better of because this whole cat and mouse game has been driving me through the roof.
Haven't heard back from her yet, and hell, she might not even respond... But at this point, I cannot sit here wondering what hell she's thinking. At this point, the ball is in her park. I did (nor said) nothing wrong. I shall pursue her no more.
Or am I overreacting? Could I be entirely wrong? Did I blow it? Is this because Christmas is a week away? Who the fuck knows.
Quite frankly, I'm more mad at myself than anything; mad at myself for getting emotionally attached with little to go on to begin with. I spent more than a week thinking about this girl. Firstly asking the nerve to ask her out - then worrying what the actual meeting would be like - then wondering how the date it's self would both begin and end - then hoping her son was ok - and all of which followed. Why do I do this? Because I like to punish myself? In a way, yes. As I've mentioned several times before, I am a hopeless romantic. I never seem to learn, but then I suppose I cannot change the way I am.
If she responds back and proves me wrong, well then, hell yeah. I'll go out with her in a second. Until that time, I've done my best.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
"The Speed Of Love"
Lyric excerpts from this superb song from Rush's 1993 "Counterparts" album. I bring these lyrics to life as tribute to a special girl:"We don't have to talk
We don't even have to touch
I can feel your presence
In the silence that we share
Got to keep moving
At the speed of love
Nothing changes faster
Than the speed of love
Got to keep on shining
At the speed of love
Nothing changes faster
Than the speed of love"
Yeh... Don't worry, I won't make too many more of these "sappy" posts.
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