Yess… I finally managed to write something in this blog. Summer has been a blast so far. Chilling with my girlies is the best part. I may not have gotten my dream summer which consists of a high paying job, a trip to London in August, a boyfriend who fulfills my summer love story and money, but what God has given me is somewhat…nice, a decent job, going to field camp, kickin it with friends and the blessed gift of being single.

I just turned 21 last week which means I am pretty much legal everywhere bitches. I had a small BBQ and some friends came. It was hard to coordinate things with people last week due to the long weekend holiday. I still had some drunken fun tho. And last night we went clubbing.

I must say we looked hella fine last night. Too bad there weren’t any cute guys in the club. (Pictures on FB). Which brings me to the gist of my post. I’m happy to be single again. I just realized that I’m not ready for a relationship. I could have flings but things should just end there for now. They should not mean anything more than a summerfling.

A couple of weeks ago, I met someone. I thought he was really something. He was tall, nice body and cute.  He seemed really sweet and has a good sense of humour. Furthermore, the fact that he goes to college and is a good dancer is just the cherry on top. He calls me every night and we would talk about the most nonsense of things. I knew he loves to chill and just kick it with friends. He also made me aware that he’s a sponge when he’s drinking. I thought I was fine with it but little did I know that this could be the very thing that is making him less attractive in my perspective.

Last night, we had plans that he might reach us in the club. Hence I called him. A guy picks up, which I swear sounded like him. Which turns out to be one of his boys. Now this guy promised to let him know and to tell him to call me back. A few minutes later I got a call from his cellphone and it was him (or so I thought). To make the long story short, I was insulted and disrepected by his friends. What hurt me the most was the fact that he wasn’t even willing to defend me despite that fact that his friends were in the wrong and they’ve insulted a girl. Regardless of their degree of sobriety was, some lines should never EVER be crossed.

Until last night, I thought I was ready to commit. But after this incident I don’t think I could. If I ever enter a relationship again. I definitely do not want to handle the ‘raising responsibilities’ of turning a boy into a semi-decent man. Furthermore, talking to a good friend about it made me realized how I low I would have to stoop just to accommodate someone like him. I have set my bar and my standards must be met. I am afterall Denise. LOL Spoken like a diva!

In conclusion, I’d like to introduce myself. Im Denise, Ms. Single. If you would like to change my current title, you should stop at nothing to impress me. I have a thing for perfection, elegance and romance. I like going on dates, and occasional flower and chocolate deliveries are nice from time to time. Your background must comprise of being in college/university, being financially stable and a good family.  You should have the knack  to simply sweep me off my feet everyday and not get tired of it. These may be really hard to reach and somewhat unrealistic but hey, once you got me gripped, I am pretty easy to please. And I can guarantee you that I could be the best girlfriend you’ll ever have…until you break my heart that is and I’ll be your worst nightmare from hell.

June 25th 2008

I know…

I am back. I tried to shut the blogging world outta my life. But it never seems to work. Its like an addiction. If there were a rehab for blogging addiction, I’d been consistently checking in and out only to relapse in a few months time.

So what has happened in my life in the past x months? Lots. Some were awesome and some crushed my heart into pieces. To start, I broke up with Hernand. It was a bitter break up and if I have to be honest. I have never felt so betrayed by someone whom I considered a very vital part of my life. It was like a stab in the heart. And the tears I’ve shed were like drops of acid make their way to that wound. It stung like rubbing alcohol but no matter how uncomfortable that moment was, it made me feel better me. Now I face the present with a more couragious face and wounded heart that would remind me that one must gamble in love. You could either win the love of your life or you could end up hurting in the end. Nevertheless, if you’ve experienced the latter, don’t think of it as a waste because you know that it wasn’t a total loss.

 

I have more to say

March 25th 2008

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Well, its almost exam time and that means every course that I am taking has a “this-course-is-the-most-hardcore-moments” and sometimes, these times overlap for two different courses. What am I saying? I have so much shit to do in a very little time span. Even so, I have no idea what the frigg I’m supposed to be doing. One thing is for sure, I shouldn’t be blogging and bumming around in the midst of this. But I swear I’ll get back to researching after Im done writing this entry.

The thing is, I have a huge assignment due on Wed. It composes 15% of my final mark in Geography and I only have a vague idea of what is expected of me. SHIT, is all that I can say with regards to that. I promised myself that the moment I go home, I’ll do something productive like this assignment. I did finish the graphing part, but I didnt get to the write up yet. Then again, I’ve managed to do that, apply to two job postings and do my nails.

 Speaking of nails, my nails are so purdy! I painted them red. I must confess, I used to hate red nail polish because when I see it on other people I find it really tacky and cheap. But then I found this deep shade of red nail polish at Wal-mart for 2 bux. So I was like what the heck. Went home, tried it, and immediately fell in love with it. Wanna see? Notice how it matches my purse in the background and how it coordinates well with my gold butterfly ring :P.

 Im posting random pictures just cause. So yeah I gotta go back to researching now. *Yawns*. Screw that I’m hitting the sacs. Gnight

March 17th 2008

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Geez. working in retail is tough. Sure they want you to dress well and I have no problem with that. But I got reprimanded for being too fashion forward?!?. My manager approached me for what it seems like a fashion crime that I have committed. Apparently, my fashion sense goes the other way while the store I work at only sells safe shit. Like motherly dress shirts and unfunky high waisted pants. Gawd. I don’t dress like that so how the hell am I supposed to mesh with them?!?

 I just cant fathom to wear ugly dress shirts that dont fit. Even more I hate plaid on shirts or any of that sheer, wrinkly cotton they use for those shirts. Even worse some of them are done it *gulps* tafetta and georgette. Ugh!!

I just wanna quit retail so badly. God. save.me!

March 9th 2008

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OMG I so missed blogging. I took a hiatus from it because it was getting a little bit tiring. But like a lustful lover I am back with it. I am trying to stay for good. Before anything else, I would like to thank Tiffany for being so patient with me and for giving me a home here in the cyber world.

 So how was my life. Its okay. My life feels like a jaw breaker. You know those gigantic candy balls you buy from the vending machine that lasts for like 3 days because they’re so ginormous to eat in one sitting. Why does my life feel like a jaw breaker? Let’s just say I took in more than I can chew, hence my mouth is stuffed. I can’t even move my jaw to bite into it. I’m coping well with it I think, I’ll prolly be worse if Hernand wasn’t in my life. He keeps me sane while I am so madly in love with him. I’m just hoping for my big break which will hopefully come as a high paying summer job.

My blog is a work in progress. I am still undecided whether I leave it like this or make my own theme.

February 9th 2008

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