I've never been a strong believer in relationships springing from hookups, but I met a guy around the end of January at a party and we did kiss that night, so I wasn't getting my hopes up. There was chemistry, he said that we should hang out sometime, and I gave him my number. He called me a day later to get together, and ever since then we've hung out about once a week (he initiates). He never texts me or Facebook chats me, so we usually go days without speaking, which is really weird for me because I'm used to getting bombarded by texts when a guy is interested in me.

Naturally, a relationship usually progresses in some way, so at the end of February when we were still hanging out once a week, going days without saying a word to each other and feeling like I had hardly gotten to know him still (because of how rarely we hang out—four times in a month isn't a whole lot, is it?), I was starting to wonder what was up. I told him I was confused by his lack of communication and he said that he just doesn't like to text and assured me that we were on the same page.  Continue reading →

When I was 17 I met this guy that I liked. After talking for a while, we started to go out. We barely saw each other and it was a pretty pathetic relationship. He was my first boyfriend unfortunately, and I guess when I think about it I didn't go out with him because I liked him, but because I just... wanted a boyfriend.

Forward a few weeks.

He broke up with me because he still had feelings for his ex, or some bullshit like that. Whatever. Immediately after that he IM'ed me and asked if I was okay. I was being a bitch and didn't want to talk to him. Months after he would still message me to "see how I was" and "remain friends."

He didn't just want to be friends. He wanted to hook-up. He wanted to hang out so we could mess around. And no I'm not just assuming, he would give major hints (if you even want to call them that). I refused all the time, but I'll admit I led him on a few times... just to kill his hopes.  Continue reading →

There is a little something I noticed when my girlfriend and I got back together: where is the reciprocity in a woman asking us why we love them?

I noticed something pretty fishy... anytime a woman goes so far as to ask why they love me, I go so far as to actually list out ten reasons why I love them. I know a woman often gets worried as to the reasons a man likes them. Whether it is for sexual gratification, emotional convenience, or because she is something you'll never get again. What I did was hit her with ten specific reasons as to why she is the best thing that has ever happened to me right now, from her strength, honesty, cute smile to being a truly inspiring woman. She's a special lady.  Continue reading →

I would just like most of you to know that I, as a man, don't have anything against romantic movies. I have nothing against ones that make you cry or the ones that warm your heart or the ones that are depressing. Except that, I like the romantic comedies to actually be funny and the stories to be a little less saccharine.

This goes against my appreciation for fiction, but I guess I like love stories to be realistic. That's why one of my favorite movies having to do with romance teeter totters between The Last Kiss, The Best Man, and Shortbus (well, that doesn't count as a romantic comedy much, but it does make some bit of sense to me). The female vision of the perfect guy or them tripping like crazy trying to get him just doesn't do it so much for me. I need either some truth or some actual warmth. Blue Valentine goes so far as to give me it all.  Continue reading →

Someone once told me that there are two kinds of people in the world of relationships: those who live in the future and those who live day by day.  People who live in the future tend to be those who will only date someone who they consider as having potential (i.e. someone who they see themselves being with on a long term basis down the road).  People who live day by day don't really care about long term partners; they're happier being happy right here and now.  Essentially, what I think it boils down to is whether or not you believe that you can fall in love once and only once or if you can fall in love many different times.

I sort of imagine it like little people bouncing up and down in two different scout camps.  The orange camp could be for the people who believe that they can only fall in love once and the green camp could be for the people who believe that they can fall in love many times over.  Continue reading →

It seems like lately, all I do is argue with my boyfriend. We haven't been dating that long, and all my friends tell me I'm still in the honeymoon stage of the relationship, but lately, all he does is make me cry. There are many outside reasons as to why things have been more rough lately than usual, but last night's dispute was one I've become familiar with.

Because our relationship is long-distance, and we're both busy college students with our own workloads to handle, we usually talk to each other once a day, at the end of the day, for about an hour or so to make sure we both get enough sleep to conquer the next day's work.

Last night, we had an opportunity to Skype with each other (most nights, we just talk on the phone). A couple of minutes into the conversation, I realized he was typing a lot so we weren't saying much to each other. It didn't bother me at first, but then when he told me who he was talking to, that sinking feeling in my gut started to set in. Continue reading →

Last semester, I was talking with my friend, Kelly*, who had a special friend coming to visit her on campus in a couple days. She said he was gorgeous, and they always had a kind of flirty relationship in high school. During summer break of our freshman year, they started hooking up. Now he was coming to visit and she could not be more excited. Everything was going to be perfect. Well, almost everything.  Continue reading →

Are you the sort of person who loves spending time with your significant other but hates planning? Do you have a desire to go on extravagant and inventive dates but not have the time to figure out the details? Well, you're in luck! Kahnoodle Concierge takes care of all of that. I happened to be searching the web and came across this website by accident. Apparently, the service interviews you and your significant other to find out what you both like as a couple, and then plans dates for you based on that information. 

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Yesterday, I pondered the question, “Should You Ever Settle?” The resounding answer, according to the comments, was “no.” Tonight, as I lie in bed and listen to Regina Spektor, my slumbering fiancée, and an oscillating Walmart fan, I’m pondering something else about settling – specifically, settling down. 

Many people, at some point in their lives, decide that it is time to “settle down.” Generally, this means to stop dating around in favor of finding someone (or a few someones, if you’re poly) to make a life (and possibly babies) with. However, I can’t help but to notice that some people attach a negative connotation to settling down. They act as if it is a dreadful duty, as if it is something that will stop them from living a full life. This makes me wonder: is there something wrong with settling down? Continue reading →

You've met what seems to be someone you connect to. It begins with bantering, flirting, arguing and acting like a married couple...except you both work together. And granted maybe this "thing" was born out of the fact you and him were around each other 40 hours a week. Maybe it started that way, but as time went on, there was a dynamic you two shared that co-workers took notice to, people start calling him "your boy" or just began watching you two like a tennis match (QUIET PLEASE) to see what happens. 

Your personal lives become knowledge shared between you, you know about his life, he knows about the fact you're taking an anti-depressant because you are having a hard time dealing with your grandfather's death, you know about the girlfriend he's living with, but is seemingly unhappy with.

So despite putting your heart out on the table, not once, not twice, but three times (and no ladies and gents, third time was NOT the charm), it seems as if you never really ever found out if this "thing" was just a work fluke, or if it could've been developed into something more. Or even if he just felt a little of the same way. Okay, maybe that last part isn't exactly true. Maybe he did tell you something....  Continue reading →