Going to start by apologizing to Nathan, apparently, he isn't the only one who thinks I'm currently dating Mr. X. Let me set the record straight for those of you who are confused, I'm not currently nor do I ever plan on dating him.
We have a love/hate relationship and currently I'm in hate with that love/hate relationship. It actually has nothing to do with him for a change. I'm just bored with it all. It's time for a new challenge, preferably one that isn't such a time waster.
Since this is my last post of the year. What I'd normally do is hash out all the many mistakes of the past year in a bid to stop you from following in my footsteps. But this year I feel oddly at peace with everything.
Yeah, some things didn't go my way but in the big picture I played my cards right. It's that life lesson “you can play your hand perfectly, and still lose”. I don't think I have lost anything important, besides, maybe my mind.
I don't do New Year’s resolutions, I think the whole concept is stupid, but I do like to take a deep breath and release all the bullshit from the previous year. I know this time in 12 months it will be a whole new list of bullshit bugging me and nothing that's happening now will be important.
I wouldn't call New Year's a fresh start, because we all know it's not but it’s a fresh perspective on everything. Realizing given a little time, most things fade in importance.
As always, stays safe my dears, and have a great New Year’s Eve and fingers crossed your hangovers aren’t too bad.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
Showing posts with label New Year's Eve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Year's Eve. Show all posts
Saturday 31 December 2011
Thursday 18 August 2011
Dating Horror Story – The Grinch who stole my 21st birthday
Since you guys seemed to really enjoy my last relationship horror story I thought I’d share another one with you. This one is about the Grinch who stole my 21st birthday.
I met the Grinch at my local pub which in hindsight should have been my first red flag. I had been eyeing him up for months and he was flirting back but never made a move. So on New Year’s Eve I decided fuck it and made the first move myself. We ended up having a great night and we swopped numbers.
For the next month we texted and chatting a little but not much more than that. The guy moved slower than a snail. With a little pushing from my friend we ended up in a relationship just after Valentine’s Day.
It was never a happy relationship the guy had issues. Issues he managed to hide pretty damn well until we were in an actual relationship. He had problems knowing when to stop drinking and I later found out he did drugs too. Which would have been a deal breaker if I had known.
One night he called me from town drunk begging me to come get him. So I agreed to pick him up. Not a great idea. I couldn’t get the idiot out of my car. I spent 40 minutes outside his house trying to get him out. Pulling, pushing, and kicking him. I wasn’t having much luck. I managed to get him half way out of my car. Then he looked at me laughed and got back in and shut my car door. Needless to say I didn’t find it so funny. I gave up after that and drove home and left him in my car to sleep it off.
I went inside and got ready for bed. About 3 hours later I hear a noise at my front door. I got out of bed to check it out and it was the Grinch trying to get in my house with his house key. Needless to say I wasn’t impressed. I let him in because I had no real choice and let the asshole take my bed and I took the couch. I was ready to dump his sorry ass but I listened to friends and gave him another chance. (That was a stupid move and I’m no longer friends with those people.)
In May of that year he dragged me to a family wedding. We all know how I feel about weddings. This wedding was worse because his family is a walking, talking Adam’s Family. It was a fucking nightmare. Or should that be he was a fucking nightmare.
He was drunk and loud and really rude to his family. I was embarrassed to be seen with him. He was such as ass I actually ended up putting him on the floor. The dude was acting like a fucking child. It was total nightmare.
I had every plan on dumping him but it was 10 days till my birthday so I decided to hang on until then. I figured I deserved a present after the way he acted. I never did get the present because two days before my birthday he dumped me. That’s right that poor excuse for a man dumped me.
Needless to say I was more than a little pissed off. I wasn’t hurt or sad about the break up; I was just plain old mad. Who was he to dump me after the way he acted?
He added to my anger when I found out he had plans to pop in and see me at my birthday party. I had been saying for months I didn’t want to do anything for my birthday but him and my best friend at the time forced me into planning a night out. Once we broke up I figured I didn’t have to go out now. And I was free to spend the night the way I wanted to. I was wrong.
I actually had a great night until Mr. Grinch showed up. When I saw him I actually saw red. I really don’t remember much after that until we were outside talking and he said something. I guess I didn’t like what he said because I punched him square in the jaw. He was out cold. I remember feeling cheated because he went down so easily, I wanted to kick the shit out of him. The real punch line is he’s a personal trainer who had just gotten back from a boxing course. Guess they forgot to teach him how to keep his hands up.
I got a lot of praise for punching him and putting him in his place. Guess he had rubbed more than just me up the wrong way. As good as it felt, it really sucks that’s how my 21st will always be remembered. He stole the night from me. Why would you show up where you knew your ex is going to be on her birthday?
It still makes me mad to think about that relationship. But I’ve learned my lesson. Never date people you have a chance of running into once you’ve broken up. Stay safe guys.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
I met the Grinch at my local pub which in hindsight should have been my first red flag. I had been eyeing him up for months and he was flirting back but never made a move. So on New Year’s Eve I decided fuck it and made the first move myself. We ended up having a great night and we swopped numbers.
For the next month we texted and chatting a little but not much more than that. The guy moved slower than a snail. With a little pushing from my friend we ended up in a relationship just after Valentine’s Day.
It was never a happy relationship the guy had issues. Issues he managed to hide pretty damn well until we were in an actual relationship. He had problems knowing when to stop drinking and I later found out he did drugs too. Which would have been a deal breaker if I had known.
I went inside and got ready for bed. About 3 hours later I hear a noise at my front door. I got out of bed to check it out and it was the Grinch trying to get in my house with his house key. Needless to say I wasn’t impressed. I let him in because I had no real choice and let the asshole take my bed and I took the couch. I was ready to dump his sorry ass but I listened to friends and gave him another chance. (That was a stupid move and I’m no longer friends with those people.)
He was drunk and loud and really rude to his family. I was embarrassed to be seen with him. He was such as ass I actually ended up putting him on the floor. The dude was acting like a fucking child. It was total nightmare.
I had every plan on dumping him but it was 10 days till my birthday so I decided to hang on until then. I figured I deserved a present after the way he acted. I never did get the present because two days before my birthday he dumped me. That’s right that poor excuse for a man dumped me.
Needless to say I was more than a little pissed off. I wasn’t hurt or sad about the break up; I was just plain old mad. Who was he to dump me after the way he acted?
I actually had a great night until Mr. Grinch showed up. When I saw him I actually saw red. I really don’t remember much after that until we were outside talking and he said something. I guess I didn’t like what he said because I punched him square in the jaw. He was out cold. I remember feeling cheated because he went down so easily, I wanted to kick the shit out of him. The real punch line is he’s a personal trainer who had just gotten back from a boxing course. Guess they forgot to teach him how to keep his hands up.
I got a lot of praise for punching him and putting him in his place. Guess he had rubbed more than just me up the wrong way. As good as it felt, it really sucks that’s how my 21st will always be remembered. He stole the night from me. Why would you show up where you knew your ex is going to be on her birthday?
It still makes me mad to think about that relationship. But I’ve learned my lesson. Never date people you have a chance of running into once you’ve broken up. Stay safe guys.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Friday 31 December 2010
Good Bye 2010
Hey Dolls,
For those of you that have been reading my blogs for a while you’ll knew at the end of the year I normally write a very long blog summing up the year and all the events. This year......I don’t want to. Those blogs are so depressing to write and I always end up crying, that just isn’t a good way to start a new year. So this year I’m going try something a little different.
I’m going to make peace with 2010, thank it for the lessons I’ve learned and file it under done. There is no reason for me to revisit any events, feelings or problems. What’s done is done and I can’t change it.
I’ve even decided to forgive certain people that I have every right to detest and hate. People grow with time and I shouldn’t hold mistakes over them. Please don’t get me wrong I’m not stupid, these people aren’t going to be in my close circle of friends but I’ll let bygones be bygones.
I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions, they almost always fail. So why start the New Year with a failure. That’s just not smart. In the spirit of trying new things I’m going to make a self promise. My 2011 self promise is to remember god gave me a brain for a reason.
Basically that means I plan follow my brain rather than my heart. The heart is an idiot so why people choice to follow it is beyond me. You can think about it as a political race, who would you vote for? The smart, intelligent guy, who thinks things through and makes wise decisions or the guy who’s impulsive, never things anything through and has a habit of winding up broken? Da da da daaa...... All hail your new president.... The Brain!!!!
Not rocket science is it? I think that may be my motto for the year. 2011 it’s not rocket science. I like it; it fits in with my promise to use my brain.
Anyways dolls I’m heading off. I hope you have a fantastic New Year’s Eve. Stay safe and remember 2011 it’s not rocket science :-)
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
For those of you that have been reading my blogs for a while you’ll knew at the end of the year I normally write a very long blog summing up the year and all the events. This year......I don’t want to. Those blogs are so depressing to write and I always end up crying, that just isn’t a good way to start a new year. So this year I’m going try something a little different.
I’m going to make peace with 2010, thank it for the lessons I’ve learned and file it under done. There is no reason for me to revisit any events, feelings or problems. What’s done is done and I can’t change it.
I’ve even decided to forgive certain people that I have every right to detest and hate. People grow with time and I shouldn’t hold mistakes over them. Please don’t get me wrong I’m not stupid, these people aren’t going to be in my close circle of friends but I’ll let bygones be bygones.
I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions, they almost always fail. So why start the New Year with a failure. That’s just not smart. In the spirit of trying new things I’m going to make a self promise. My 2011 self promise is to remember god gave me a brain for a reason.
Basically that means I plan follow my brain rather than my heart. The heart is an idiot so why people choice to follow it is beyond me. You can think about it as a political race, who would you vote for? The smart, intelligent guy, who thinks things through and makes wise decisions or the guy who’s impulsive, never things anything through and has a habit of winding up broken? Da da da daaa...... All hail your new president.... The Brain!!!!
Not rocket science is it? I think that may be my motto for the year. 2011 it’s not rocket science. I like it; it fits in with my promise to use my brain.
Anyways dolls I’m heading off. I hope you have a fantastic New Year’s Eve. Stay safe and remember 2011 it’s not rocket science :-)
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
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