The last thing I want to do is hurt you, but it’s still on my list

To my one and only car,

I know sometimes I neglect you – that I don’t wash you, or vacuum your floor as often as I should. I know how you love to have your dash detailed and your chrome polished.  Don’t we all?  I should take care of those needs more often.

Despite this, you do know how much I love you.  I know you do.  And that is why I just don’t understand how you could do this to me.

It’s bad enough that you wouldn’t start. But to not start while I have a CAR FULL OF GROCERIES at the SUPERMARKET by MYSELF was just too much.

I kept my cool… I hope you noticed. I didn’t kick you or scream or take a baseball bat and smash your headlights. Lord knows I felt like it. I also hope you noticed that I calmly tried to start you over and over and over again – because I had faith in you – even though I was already running late.

The reason I hope you noticed these things is because if you DON’T start tomorrow when I come to get you, I am just not sure I’ll be able to keep these feelings bottled up anymore. I just think it would be healthier to let them out.

So, I hope for your sake you start. I love you, and the last thing I want to do is hurt you.

But it’s still on my list.

Jelly xo

First date FAIL, kidney pain and random molestation.

Okay, so I haven’t blogged for a while.  Truth is, my auto sign in thing wouldn’t work and I couldn’t remember my password and I was too lazy to go through all my emails to FIND my password again and I know you’re all saying I could have just got a new password sent but I didn’t think of that till just now.

Also, I’ve been busy.  Moving on. 

So, to catch you all up:

I got a call from a guy I used to see around 8 years ago – wanting get together for drinks –  After I cancelled the first time, he suggested dinner Friday night… after he’d finished work, around 9pm.  I said yes. 

I KNOW.  I was surprised too.  I usually eat before 7pm.

When I woke up Friday morning however, I started to realise that MAYBE I really didn’t want to see this particular guy.  That maybe I was only saying yes because I just wanted to go out and was so damn happy to be asked.  And that maybe that wasn’t really fair.

So, I cancelled – and hence my first date FAIL.  Over before it started.  I am THAT good!

Other things I learnt last weekend:

• Drinking Vodka + Redbull + Tequila = Awesomeness NOW + Kidney Pain Later.
• If a hot guy drops a drink at your table, and then leaves, then you should expect random molestation WITH tongue later in the evening.  Ask my friend.  She had to go home and brush her teeth afterwards, but the look on her face?  PRICELESS!
• People on the dating site I joined AREN’T ALL WANKERS.  Well, I don’t think so anyway.  I met up with a guy I’d been chatting to – it was his birthday, and we were all out at the same pub, so it was a no pressure thing – I was talking about it on twitter the next day, and we kept calling him “Mr Last Night”.  Good enough name for now I say!

So now, you’re all caught up.  Well, that was the weekend BEFORE last.  Are you as confused as me?

I probably shouldn’t drink and blog.  But it’s Monday.  I am sure you all understand.

Jelly xo

On a lighter note, I joined dating site. I hope they don’t find my blog.

It’s official.   I’m changing my status and EVERYTHING.  I’m dating.

Now, this might not seem like a big deal – but it is for me.  Admitting it here is ALMOST like saying it out loud right? So a round of applause would be NICE. 

*waits*

I joined a site recently (which I have mentioned in a couple of posts) and I must admit it’s been scary bizarre fun putting myself out there and just seeing what happens!  I get quite a few interesting messages, which if nothing else make me laugh!  Here are a few:

“l am here in Malaysia and l need you to take care of me as my baby girl l am want to know when our relationship will going to start so honey l well be happy to here for you.” <— wow, dude, not even a hello?

“hello flower-filled smell of paradise I hope you goes well, I can have a good relationship with you if you serious – you want this property?” <— I smell like paradise.  How you can smell me when you live all the way over in crazy town is beyond me.

And my PERSONAL favourite: –

“To be precise, the serenity of your shoulder, helps my spirit to shine”

My shoulder.  Attractive.  Who knew?  Bet you’re all jelous.

I HAVE met one man in particular I clicked with immediately, and every so often when we’re talking I feel like a whole FLOCK of butterfly’s has migrated to my stomach (that’s good right?).  But shhh.  Don’tell anyone.  I’m not sure I am ready to admit how much I like that feeling! 

One.  Step.  At.  A.  Time.

Feel free to shower me with your dating advice, opinions and thoughts – I need all the help I can get! 

For now, some advice in the form of a motivational poster for all the men out there: