I'm at a complete loss for words.  A month ago, my ex-boyfriend turned friends with benefit turned booty-call decided not to celebrate my birthday with me because we got into an argument.  That day, I decided that it was quite clear I wasn't someone important to him.  He tried to apologize but by the time he came around, I was over it, friendship, booty-call, and what-not. 

We showed up at a mutual friend's party a few weeks after my birthday and I was polite, listened to his ramblings.  He suggested that we go home together but I declined.  The next day, I went out with girlfriends and text him telling him I wanted to sleepover.  Thankfully my girlfriends were such good friends they dragged my ass home that night!  But I'm weak when it comes to him, I eventually gave in.  Of course, there was instant regret.  Continue reading →

My boyfriend and I have been together for a little over four years now. He's come to my hometown to visit a few times and even slept over at my house. My mom is very strict, she has been since I was a little girl. She has never once let us sleep in the same room, let alone the same bed. To this day, if my boyfriend sleeps over, he has to sleep on the couch in the living room, or in the guest room. 

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Yesterday I went to get my hair done before going back to school. I was telling my hair dresser about my internship at Datingish, and she seemed quite intrigued. "Oh, honey, you should come sit in at the salon," she laughed, "you'll get tons of stories--and unsolicited advice." Continue reading →

So there's this boy. Let's call him... Drew.

I've had a big crush on Drew for about two months. We're in the same drama and math classes. I was starting to lose hope in him liking me until a few weeks ago, when we both volunteered to be crew/ensemble for the other drama class's production. We bonded backstage, and every day he told me my hair was pretty and was always trying to sit next to me. We also had races to see who could change in and out of costumes faster. That went on for three days and then the next day, Drew asks for my number after chatting with me on Facebook for an hour. We ended up texting for four hours, until one in the morning, and then we texted for a while the next day.  Continue reading →

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 →