Man this year has been a wild ride, lemme tell ya. New career path, new travels, getting a hold of my disease and of course...men. ahhh. Men. Lets talk about this, shall we?
Now, a lot of my friends all somehow got their lucky cards early, found that "handsome, loving, doting, husband/father" and are now comfortably settling down in home life. Me? Lets see, since my breakup over a year ago, I first decided to take the high rode for myself and be SINGLE. (ok ok..i did date a litttlllee..but come on..who can resist me?). I had to bury those duds because I was not ready to even think about making it Facebook official. During this transition, I ended up getting a great job with a lot of growth and I spent my summer working hard and playing even harder on the side. Once summer ended and Falls leaves soon afell, I started to realize that maybe I was now ready to start getting out there and exploring new options. I was still deathly afraid of any commitment until one guy basically showed me it was okay to be vulnerable and to open up to the possibility that I COULD fall in love again. I'm not naming ANY names here...but he really was special to me and I will have a special place in my heart for him. Even though we obviously aren't together, I hadn't felt so good or so confident in myself and in what I could offer someone in a relationship. I'm not a self conscious person, but I just realized who I am and what I ultimately deserve. So thank you, Mr. Fall.
A couple weekends ago, one of my best friends, Danielle had her bridal shower aka passion party aka women getting horny over sex toys aka this makes us single women ask ourselves why we ARE still single? I like passion parties but at the same time they're a slap in the face. Why would I buy strawberry scented penis licking cream when I don't currently have someone to use it on?? And wouldn't it be weird to just have sex with someone once and be all, "hey so I know we're just fucking tonight, but check out my drawer. I spend like $176 on this stuff." Almost creepy. I'm not sure how I would feel if I fucked a guy at his house and he opened his drawer with variation of condoms just seeping through the cracks. On the other hand, that strawberry scented penis licking cream was mighty tasty! So was....some other stuff.... :)
At the passion party, a girl mentioned that she was once with a guy who she was kinda fooling around with and was debating on whether to give him a hand job or a blow job. So the guy said, "Listen...a hand job is a mans job. A blow job is YO job." Whats sad is this is so TRUE. Get offended people..ya ya ya. I had to think about it for a second at first but then, I realized, he has a point. Men say a lot of stupid shit...A LOT of stupid shit. But sometimes the stupidest shit that comes out of their mouths is actually the most truthful. I've been on quite a few dates recently and I was kinda seeing a guy about a month ago who was absolutely gorgeous. I was so into him, I totally neglected the fact that his actions were so far from what I was perceiving as him liking me that when my co worker finally said, "Karena, this guys a fag. Look at his actions. Don't believe his words," I felt angry. I felt like he didn't know what he was talking about and he was "just jealous" because I had turned him down. And he also says a lot of stupid shit that boggles my mind. But then I stepped out of the picture and looked at what was going on as a whole....and saw his actions were AWFUL! Once I realized that, his digits were no longer valid in my phone and I moved ahead with my love quest. So I think from now on, I'm going to start paying attention more to the "stupid shit" guys say. Because a lot of the times, its true.
As we say this....people....stupid shit also brings on stupid decisions....
Until next time...
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