From the beginning I have always had homewrecker tendancies. In grade 10 I started liking my first long term boyfriend when he was dating someone... then he broke up with her and dated me... Then in grade 12 my other long term boyfriend dumped his girlfriend for me... and it just went on from there.
Here are the latest examples:
Let's start with the most innocent one... Last night I went downtown and kept calling this guy to meet up with me... We chatted and he said he was gonna meet up with us but he didn't. I found out this morning that apparently he has a gf. Oops.
Then there is the flirting with the boyfriend of a girl at my friend's Christmas party. Well ... she left me on my own and his girlfriend left him so we started to chat... And we had some really good conversations... and did some flirting. He's just so good looking! And not just a pretty face. I couldn't help myself... and the booze didn't help either! The sad thing is that he is planning a big surprise for her for Christmas...but she told my friend that she was thinking of dumping him. Poor boy. So I'm gonna try and keep myself in the pic... you know, just in case.
Thirdly... and worst of all. I did "stuff" with a guy that has a girlfriend. I know I am a terrible gal... but honestly apparently they have this messed up relationship where they cheat on each other 24/7... So if she cheats on him too then it's fair game. Anyways he didn't tell me he had a girlfriend...my friend did.
Anyways, this guy is GORGEOUS... I had a lot of fun that night... I did NOT sleep with him though, I'm not that much of a ho. He took my number but I doubt he will call me... I'm thinking he's a big player.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
apres Halloween
So... after Halloween I talked to that Iceman guyfor a while. He seemed like a good boyfriend prospect... cute, going to school, smart. He is the only person I know that beat my on the Biology 12 provincial exam (I got 96%...he got 100... bastard.)
I saw him once at The Mirage after that and we danced and kissed but nothing ever happened of it. It's ok... he had stink breath anyways.
After that a few more prospects came up... Lola's super cute friend told her to bring out her blonde friend (aka me) one night. I didn't end up seeing him but we texted back and forth for a bit.
The Sunday after that I went with some workfriends to a Canucks game. Not only was it a good game where we won, and my hockey boyfriend Taylor Pyatt got in the best fight ever, but I also met a cute guy.
He's 29, Italian, lives in Kits and drives a Coca Cola truck. We've been talking a bit on the phone, but I haven't actually seen him since then. I'm thinking I might have to give him a call next weekend when I'm staying at the hotel downtown.
I saw him once at The Mirage after that and we danced and kissed but nothing ever happened of it. It's ok... he had stink breath anyways.
After that a few more prospects came up... Lola's super cute friend told her to bring out her blonde friend (aka me) one night. I didn't end up seeing him but we texted back and forth for a bit.
The Sunday after that I went with some workfriends to a Canucks game. Not only was it a good game where we won, and my hockey boyfriend Taylor Pyatt got in the best fight ever, but I also met a cute guy.
He's 29, Italian, lives in Kits and drives a Coca Cola truck. We've been talking a bit on the phone, but I haven't actually seen him since then. I'm thinking I might have to give him a call next weekend when I'm staying at the hotel downtown.
Monday, November 6, 2006
Halloween
On Halloween I went on a club crawl with my friend Lola. Let's just say it was a crazy night.
We started off at the Plaza of Nations where it was freezing cold and I drank a lot of Diet Rockstar. We met many interesting characters, namely Bob the Builder and some Sperm. Well, they were actually the "Fallopian Swim Team."
Then we hooked up with the guys from Top Gun. Yes, Maverick and Iceman themselves. Iceman was super cute and both me and Lola had spotted him from far away. We talked and he gave me his number. Then her and I made sure we got on the same bus as them.
We got to the first club and paid our way in... Well they paid our way in; I don't pay to get in anywhere. It was pretty fun; We all had drinks and danced.
Then we went to the next club where I kinda start feeling sick so I had some water and ate two granola bars and then I felt good.
On the bus to the third club I kissed Iceman. It was just a peck but I could tell Lola was jealous. She said she wasn't rattled... but she SO was. Then at the club she was totally all over him and he was not enjoying it. He tells me how she is annoying him because he's not interested in her... He is interested in me. So I tried to stay between them but she is persistant.
We left that club and I texted him a bit later and we have been talking/texting ever since. He even texted me 20 mins before the test I took today which was super sweet. We will see what happens. Don't wanna get my hopes up.
We started off at the Plaza of Nations where it was freezing cold and I drank a lot of Diet Rockstar. We met many interesting characters, namely Bob the Builder and some Sperm. Well, they were actually the "Fallopian Swim Team."
Then we hooked up with the guys from Top Gun. Yes, Maverick and Iceman themselves. Iceman was super cute and both me and Lola had spotted him from far away. We talked and he gave me his number. Then her and I made sure we got on the same bus as them.
We got to the first club and paid our way in... Well they paid our way in; I don't pay to get in anywhere. It was pretty fun; We all had drinks and danced.
Then we went to the next club where I kinda start feeling sick so I had some water and ate two granola bars and then I felt good.
On the bus to the third club I kissed Iceman. It was just a peck but I could tell Lola was jealous. She said she wasn't rattled... but she SO was. Then at the club she was totally all over him and he was not enjoying it. He tells me how she is annoying him because he's not interested in her... He is interested in me. So I tried to stay between them but she is persistant.
We left that club and I texted him a bit later and we have been talking/texting ever since. He even texted me 20 mins before the test I took today which was super sweet. We will see what happens. Don't wanna get my hopes up.
Bye Bye Brown Bird
Binder is now in the past... Whether he knows it or not.
We ended up hanging out a few more times and really don't have that much in common. We are both are in love with different people... me with myself (well that's what everyone thinks)... and him with his ex girlfriend. The moment he told me that was the moment I gave up on him.
I'm not waiting around for him and his ex to either work out or not. Plus... Let me tell you...I do not need any brown person drama in my life!
He still keeps phoning and texting me... and I know why. He wants some of that white-girl lovin'! Well it's too late boy! That's why when you phone I press IGNORE!
We ended up hanging out a few more times and really don't have that much in common. We are both are in love with different people... me with myself (well that's what everyone thinks)... and him with his ex girlfriend. The moment he told me that was the moment I gave up on him.
I'm not waiting around for him and his ex to either work out or not. Plus... Let me tell you...I do not need any brown person drama in my life!
He still keeps phoning and texting me... and I know why. He wants some of that white-girl lovin'! Well it's too late boy! That's why when you phone I press IGNORE!
Sunday, September 10, 2006
The rules of baseball
It was totally a high school reunion the other weekend at the club ... There were no less than 12 Mouat Alumni present that night at Vanilla Room... the night when I met this guy who we will call "binder." He had gone to my high school and college (and as I was surprised to find out my elementary school too,) but we had never really talked. I knew who he was, but that was it.
We started talking and hit it off. He gave me his number and I texted him when I got home from the club (I had to call a taxi because my asshole friends left me there alone!) He phoned me and we've been talking since.
On Tuesday we went on a date and totally clicked. I had fun talking and flirting with him and there was tonnes of chemistry. He told me he liked me and I told him I liked him too. At the end of the night we made plans to hang out again and I left him with a little bit of kissing.
So, on Thursday night (when we were supposed to hang out) I came home from work, got changed and called him, to which I recieved a "You have reached the mailbox of Binder" etc etc... so I left him a message (which went unanswered) and stayed home to watch a couple episodes of 90210. As much as I'm seriously loving the 90's flashbacks, I was seriously pissed. If you can't come out ok, just gimme a damn phone call! Strike 1 Binder Boy!
I caught up to him the next day; he gave me some lame excuse and I gave him a lecture. We made plans to hang out Saturday night after I volunteered at my work's annual golf tournament.
We talked a few times during the day, and I was tired so we were going to just chill and watch a movie that night. Then he called me saying that his friend really wanted him to go downtown with them so did I want to do that instead. I just wanted to relax but told him that he could do whatever he wanted. I was just glad that he had learned his lesson and called me instead of leaving me hanging again.
I missed his next call, but I got quite a surprise when I checked my messages... He had decided to go out and was just meeting up with his buddy (that's fine... ok) but his ex-girlfriend had called him and wanted to have "a talk" with him, and she was coming out too (maybe not ok.) He said that he told me the truth because he wanted to be honest with me (ok... that's good, he must respect me) but now today is Sunday and I haven't heard from him at all (maybe not so good after all.)
So I'm thinking that either:
A) they talked and decided to get back together
B) that they were never broken up in the first place and that's why he sold me out, or
C) she's pregnant.
Any one of these equals STRIKE 2 BIG GUY!!
More info to follow (when I finally get a friggin' phone call!)
We started talking and hit it off. He gave me his number and I texted him when I got home from the club (I had to call a taxi because my asshole friends left me there alone!) He phoned me and we've been talking since.
On Tuesday we went on a date and totally clicked. I had fun talking and flirting with him and there was tonnes of chemistry. He told me he liked me and I told him I liked him too. At the end of the night we made plans to hang out again and I left him with a little bit of kissing.
So, on Thursday night (when we were supposed to hang out) I came home from work, got changed and called him, to which I recieved a "You have reached the mailbox of Binder" etc etc... so I left him a message (which went unanswered) and stayed home to watch a couple episodes of 90210. As much as I'm seriously loving the 90's flashbacks, I was seriously pissed. If you can't come out ok, just gimme a damn phone call! Strike 1 Binder Boy!
I caught up to him the next day; he gave me some lame excuse and I gave him a lecture. We made plans to hang out Saturday night after I volunteered at my work's annual golf tournament.
We talked a few times during the day, and I was tired so we were going to just chill and watch a movie that night. Then he called me saying that his friend really wanted him to go downtown with them so did I want to do that instead. I just wanted to relax but told him that he could do whatever he wanted. I was just glad that he had learned his lesson and called me instead of leaving me hanging again.
I missed his next call, but I got quite a surprise when I checked my messages... He had decided to go out and was just meeting up with his buddy (that's fine... ok) but his ex-girlfriend had called him and wanted to have "a talk" with him, and she was coming out too (maybe not ok.) He said that he told me the truth because he wanted to be honest with me (ok... that's good, he must respect me) but now today is Sunday and I haven't heard from him at all (maybe not so good after all.)
So I'm thinking that either:
A) they talked and decided to get back together
B) that they were never broken up in the first place and that's why he sold me out, or
C) she's pregnant.
Any one of these equals STRIKE 2 BIG GUY!!
More info to follow (when I finally get a friggin' phone call!)
Friday, September 1, 2006
Pimpin Aint Easy ... Or is it?
For some reason that is beyond me I have been very popular with the male part of the species lately... Actually it's not beyond me, I don't blame them. I'm damn sexy... Anyways here are the juicy details:
I was out with my friend the other night and met two of her boyfriend's friends One is not my usual type, he's brown and lives downtown. The other is TOTALLY my type: tall, big lips, a few tattoos ... YUM. Both of them asked her for my number and started texting me. I sorta blew off one but still text the other once in a while...You know, telling him about how I got new 400 thread count sheets.
Well as it turns out I think that the one I like is turning into a bit of a player. He was in a serious relationship for a looong time and I think he's rebeling now. Too much of a bad boy for me ... Big sis doesn't approve.
A little bit after that my other friend hooked me up with this guy on a double date. He was in town on vacation from working the oil rigs in Alberta. Yes, that means big moola! He was actually cute and we ended up making out a couple times, but of course he had to go back to the praries. He thinks that if he lived here that I would date him, but I dunno... I think he's a smooth talker. He's been texting me too though, telling me how he misses me and sending X's and O's.
If only I could find a guy that lives here, isn't a player, and will actually phone me and ask me out instead of just texting me. Come on guys, I'm not THAT intimidating!
I was out with my friend the other night and met two of her boyfriend's friends One is not my usual type, he's brown and lives downtown. The other is TOTALLY my type: tall, big lips, a few tattoos ... YUM. Both of them asked her for my number and started texting me. I sorta blew off one but still text the other once in a while...You know, telling him about how I got new 400 thread count sheets.
Well as it turns out I think that the one I like is turning into a bit of a player. He was in a serious relationship for a looong time and I think he's rebeling now. Too much of a bad boy for me ... Big sis doesn't approve.
A little bit after that my other friend hooked me up with this guy on a double date. He was in town on vacation from working the oil rigs in Alberta. Yes, that means big moola! He was actually cute and we ended up making out a couple times, but of course he had to go back to the praries. He thinks that if he lived here that I would date him, but I dunno... I think he's a smooth talker. He's been texting me too though, telling me how he misses me and sending X's and O's.
If only I could find a guy that lives here, isn't a player, and will actually phone me and ask me out instead of just texting me. Come on guys, I'm not THAT intimidating!
Office Hottie
I entered this contest on the radio. You had to send in three hot pics of yourself at your office. If you were in the top ten then you got to compete in a fashion show to be Vancouver's "Office Hottie 2006."
Well I entered, and I was top ten and I got to be in a fashion show out on the street in downtown Vancouver! That's right, me up there on stage on Burrard and Robson struttin my stuff in a black corset, a mini skirt, fishnets and stilettos. It was hot. I didn't win... that honour went to a nasty girl with 3-inch long brown roots in her bleach blonde hair. She was a total butter-face, she looked pretty good until you looked up.
I did take home some free loot though. Along with the typical pen and magnet I got a shower radio and even a robe! (Note the theme ... robe=shower=naked.)
My sister and a bunch of people from my work all came out to watch ... One girl even made me a sign that said: "Hot Danielle Have My BABY!" Hell ya she did.
That night all the girls from work went out on the town. Two words: Gong and Show. We went to Republic, across to Caprice, back to Republic, then got kicked out of there because one of the girls puked(somehow managing to get it on my foot and my friend's foot at the same time,) then back in, then home. It was quite the night.
PS. After we put barfing girl in the cab the driver had to pull over 5 time to let her throw up ... I know niiiice.
Well I entered, and I was top ten and I got to be in a fashion show out on the street in downtown Vancouver! That's right, me up there on stage on Burrard and Robson struttin my stuff in a black corset, a mini skirt, fishnets and stilettos. It was hot. I didn't win... that honour went to a nasty girl with 3-inch long brown roots in her bleach blonde hair. She was a total butter-face, she looked pretty good until you looked up.
I did take home some free loot though. Along with the typical pen and magnet I got a shower radio and even a robe! (Note the theme ... robe=shower=naked.)
My sister and a bunch of people from my work all came out to watch ... One girl even made me a sign that said: "Hot Danielle Have My BABY!" Hell ya she did.
That night all the girls from work went out on the town. Two words: Gong and Show. We went to Republic, across to Caprice, back to Republic, then got kicked out of there because one of the girls puked(somehow managing to get it on my foot and my friend's foot at the same time,) then back in, then home. It was quite the night.
PS. After we put barfing girl in the cab the driver had to pull over 5 time to let her throw up ... I know niiiice.
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