Saturday, March 19, 2011
A few weeks ago I went on a date with this guy I met. He was a very nice guy and we seemed to have a lot in common. Our general interests were similar, including music, which is pretty much on the top of my list of things we should have in common. But he made quite a mistake…He didn’t pay for the things we did on that evening. Now before you all label me as a gold digger, let me give you a bit of back story on why I expected this guy to pay.
1) The day we met, he messed up my name. I told him my name a few times and he still insisted on calling me “Felicia.” If any of you know me well, you know I ABSOLUTELY hate the name Felicia. You could pretty much call me anything else and I wouldn’t be as upset, but he made the fatal mistake of calling me by the name I hate most.
2) He asked me to hang out. He then offered to pay for things…but didn’t.
3) He paid for…one drink. And made sure to mention he did.
I am not a gold digger. I am not high maintenance. I AM spoiled, but I do know when something is owed to me. I also know that when someone says they will do something, they SHOULD follow through with it.
Moral of the story: Ladies and gentlemen, if you offer to pay for something, DO IT! If you don’t, you risk the chance of being labeled as a cheapo…Just letting you know.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
I'm sure you can just imagine the plethora of feelings that are surging through my mind and body right now...If not, let me help you. I honestly DON'T know how to feel or how I truly feel. I don't feel bad. I don't feel good. I don't feel sad. I don't feel happy. I'm just stuck not caring much.
To top things off, I decided to ignore the invites and continue going through my documents...that's when I came across the letter I had written him telling him things were over and I was moving out of town. I also remembered that I still have pictures of the rings he bought. I wonder what the shrink would say about that!?! I personally don't think it's that big of a deal. I have moved on with my life. I'm happy with how things are at the moment. It took me some time, but I realized that he was not the one for me. I cared about him very much, but he just wasn't the one.
Do I sometimes think "what if?" Of course I do. However, when I think about it, I know that I was right in making my decision and I'm sure that now that he has moved on, he would feel the same way. I wasn't ready for it anyway.
Did that experience change my feelings towards marriage? COMPLETELY!
I don't know if I truly want to get married anymore. I talk about when I get married, but the truth is, I'm terrified. I don't think I can go through it again. I simply want to live my life and avoid the extra conflict.