Stargazing?

SO...I had been talking to this guy, a real sweetie, Damian. We spent about three weeks talking with each other, through emails and text messages. He told me Happy Birthday on my birthday, and he even waited for me to get back from a trip I took for a few days. Well, after a lot of getting to know yous, and lighthearted jokes, we decided to go out on a date.

He wanted to take me to the beach at night, lay on a blanket, and look up at the stars with me. I found this so romantic because I love looking at the stars. As each day passed, I was getting more and more excited about our date! I was finally going to meet Damian! 

The night of the date finally arrived, and I went to meet him at his place. He showed me around and we played with his adorable kitty. We lost track of time talking, and by that time we knew the beach would be closed. What to do now?

We decided on a funny movie. I know, I know, movie on the first date = not good...but I figured we got sufficient talking in there so I agreed... Halfway through the movie we were making out, and this guy was going crazy over me! I was like, WHOA slow down there cowboy!

Well, I was a good girl and didn't let him get very far with me at all, but I on the other hand gave him pretty much what he wanted. I felt like slapping myself right after, but I thought, Oh well, this doesn't mean anything bad...

Or did it?

The next day he didn't talk to me as much as usual and blamed it on his super busy day at work. I knew he was a workaholic and had lots to do, but I got a weird vibe from him when he said that. Also, I had forgotten an earring at his place and I wanted it back. It was a present from my parents, white gold with sapphires, so I couldn't just leave it. The day after, he talked to me even less, but I needed that earring so I asked to go pick it up.

"Tonight?" he said. Gosh it wasn't like I was asking him to get out of his house and drop it off for me, I was going to make the trip; all he had to do was walk out for one minute and hand it to me.

When I got to his place, I had my window rolled down. He was coming at me from the left, but he made the point of walking right past the front of my car, all the way to the passenger side window, which I had to roll down. (Was that really necessary? Can you be MORE obvious that you want nothing to do with me?)

We attempted to carry a short meaningless conversation to relieve the tension, and finally I let out a sigh of relief when I drove away. This guy just used me like some regular toilet paper, and disposed me just as effortlessly. The perfect song that I believe illustrates EXACTLY what I went through with dear Damian is without a doubt "Almost Lover" by A Fine Frenzy: LISTEN TO THIS

Well forget him, I put him and his worthlessness behind me. I am moving on, going strong. And I know I will find someone who cares about me if I am patient.

OH, and I have a new rule now, which I didn't think I needed to enforce before, but apparently I do!

RULE#1: No going past 1st base on a first date!

Recap *UPDATED*

Okay, let me bring you up to speed on the last 2 weeks that led up to the creation of this blog. I signed up for this dating website so I could put myself back out there in hopes of meeting the right guy this time. In a nutshell, I started liking these two guys, and their alias' will be Brad and...Cesarino.

CESARINO:
Cesarino is an exotic name from a beautiful country, and that's what his background was.

I was attracted to his positive outlook on life, his free-spirited nature, and the fact that he seemed so happy all the time, "high on life."

We had one date only, but I will never forget it. It was almost like the movies. We met,

and he took me on a ride, on his hot motorcycle, through the town.

We walked around, danced in the parking lot,

and stole a few kisses.

All in all a great date, but Cesarino is a free spirit,

 so that was the first and last time I saw him *sigh*.

BRAD:
Now Brad, as you might have guessed, is a typical tanned, working out, valley guy name, so I will use it to describe my other also short experience.

We went on 2 dates. The first time it was more like a hangout since I was with my best friend and we all went clubbing at a gay club (every girl's favorite)...

An odd thing I noticed but brushed aside was that Brad took off his shirt within the first 5 minutes!!

Am I the only one who thinks that's a little weird? Hmmm.

Anyway, for our second date, he had me pick him up and we went to...dun dun dunnnn this abandoned place in San Pedro ;)

There were rocks we had to climb and go around and we were basically on the edge of a cliff, so umm yea maybe a little dangerous...

but that's okay! I had my strong Brad to protect me!

...or not. He would walk ahead of me and not once offer his hand to help me out.

Well, after this I thought I could save the date by taking him to the best place in Little Tokyo to eat ramen! He agreed and totally loved it, and we actually had fun,

BUT at the very end when the bill came
he said, "Do you mind getting that? Cuz...umm...."

*cricket, cricket*

So to avoid the awkwardness of the shock of being asked to pay for our entire meal
"Oh yeah, of course, no problem!"
...
So, I picked him up, paid for his food, and drove him back home.

Nice date huh.

Well that was the end of Brad, and Cesarino, so I must move on. I am patient though, and I do not want to settle. I know that in time, and with your help, I can find love :) Until next time!

~S.K.

What, fish?

So first off I believe I should start by talking about myself and the purpose of this journey I am about to embark.

I am a young woman living a pretty normal life in California. Currently, I am a University student working on a Physics major (yikes!) But I absolutely love the universe and I am captivated by the stars, extraterrestrial life, and hopefully doing research in astronomy one day.

In love, I have been hurt pretty badly in the past, just like probably the majority of the entire world, and I've learned some valuable lessons on the way. My experiences have made me stronger and a better person as a result. I am now dipping my feet in the water for the first time in six months, and I want you to join me in my journey of finding the kind of love that lasts.

I hope you can support me in this time and feel free to comment or give me any advice along the way.

Let's get this party started :)

~S.K.