Boring and Depressing!
What a depressing day. I woke up this morning in a really bad mood for some reason. Been doing some work since I haven't done a thing during the weekend. I just tried to stay busy this way I don't go crazy on nobody. My phone rang around 1pm, it was N calling me from very far away. We talked for 15 mns, he's coming back in 2 or 3 wks. He said that apart from his parents I'm the only person he called !!! Weird.
Other than that, still no news from M, I guess he really got upset. Yeah well.
These past few days, something strange has been happening I started comparing guys to my ex-boyfriend. I know I shouldn't be doing that but I can't help it. It started when I was looking at M and thought, some of his features are like my ex's. Which isn't a first really, most of the guys I date look alike. But this ex thing gets into me. Just the thought of him gets me upset for some reason. Good thing he left the country because I don't know how I'd react if I were to ever bump into him.
I can't wait for this day to be over. Although I'm dreading tomorrow but that's for a whole other reason.
Weird Night!
Why does everything have to be so complicated?
Like I mentioned on my previous post, I was supposed to meet M tonight. I don't hear from him the whole day, so I assume that we're not meeting up anymore. I make plans with my friends to go have dinner at M, and stay there afterwards, like every other saturday. 
At 8:30 pm I get a call from M, I send him to voicemail and he calls 5 more times. I still don't pick up. The 6th time, I finally pick up.
him: "hey what r u doing?"
me: " getting ready"
him: "oh that's good"
me: " well I'm going for dinner in less than an hour with my friends"
him: " oh yeah? I thought we had plans!"
me: " well yeah we did, but since I didn't hear from you the whole day I
made other plans. I can't just sit there and wait for you to call me,
you know."
him: " well I guess you have more important people to see, but I thought
we said yesterday that we're gonna meet"
me: " yeah we did, but you didn't call so I assumed we weren't meeting
anymore"
him: " I was super busy today and you know my phone broke so I
couldn't call you earlier"
me: " well that's too bad but you could've at least taken a minute to call.
Anyway, I'm going for dinner if you want,pass by after if not I'll talk
to you later and we'll do it another day"
him: " euhh, ok I guess"
me: " ok bye"
And that was it. I can't just sit by the phone waiting for some guy to call me. And I don't say yes to last minute plans anyway. It doesn't matter that we talked about meeting up on friday, he could've at least called during the afternoon or something to confirm. You snooze,you loose.
I was going for dinner with my sister, my friend V, her boyfriend Lil P., his friend O and O's friend. Before going I warned V that if she ever gets into a fight with her boyfriend, that I wasn't talking to her anymore.
Dinner was fine, but after was much more eventful.
Around 12:30 am, P and his friends joined us. I made sure to ignore him, simply because I didn't want hear anymore of his stories concerning me.
I was dancing with O, most of the night, it was his b-day anyway. Then I go to the other side of the table to talk to my sister, when P comes and starts telling me: " you did me bad" to which I answer " english pls.". Then he goes on and on about how I knew how he felt about me yet I made a fool of him last saturday when I was with M. And I totally broke his heart and I'm not a good person. I tell him that we talked about this before and that I wasn't kissing M or anything so I didn't make a fool of him since there was nothing between us. He then starts raising his voice, and tells my sister that he liked me so much and I broke his heart.
I leave to go to the washroom and come back and keep having my fun with O and the rest of the group. I knew that P was going to regret what he said and he did. At the end of the night he started getting close to me and I knew that he was going to say " sorry, I didn't mean what I said blah blah blah". I quickly make a run for the door followed by O, my sister, V and her bf. P meets us there and he asks me to call him when I get home. I say " you know I don't do late night phone calls" and leave, as he was about to answer to that.
And that pretty much sums up my night. Nevermind you, I did have fun, I wasn't going to let P or his brokenheart stories prevent me from it. V, didn't fight with he bf which was a miracle. When I was in the washroom I overheard this girl talking to her friend: " Oh my god I can't believe I just made out with a 32 year old, I'm freaking 17". Her friend then picks up the phone and calls her boyfriend " Hey I'm with my hockey player boyfriend but he's just buying me drinks you know". !!!!!!!!!! I shouldn't be shocked I know but I can't help it.
During the evening I got a call from S, whom I met last night at W. I sent him to voicemail, he was asking about my plans for the night. No way, I'm going to pick up or call him back, hopefully soon he'll get the msg.
But guys are so slow that it'll probably take him a month or so...
Another Friday Night
Another week-end coming up.
At 3 pm, I was busy working when M called telling me that he's taking me out tonight for dinner. I say "Ok,whatever call me later and we'll see".8:15pm he calls saying that he's gonna pick me up at 9pm. From the minute he sees me, he keeps on saying " Oh you look so good tonight", " Everytime I see you, you look prettier than the last time"; and all I'm thinking is " Enough already". We decide to go to L lounge, it just opened. It's a very cozy place with lots of red and nice lighting. We order drinks, talk for a bit, and he's still just staring at me. It makes me feel really unconfortable, but he wouldn't stop. Then he starts telling me how he missed me because he hasnt't seen me since sunday and how he feels so good when he's with me and he can really be himself. I'm happy for him and I think he's very handsome but I usually don't believe guys who keep on saying I'm pretty. It's okay to say it once or twice but come on,after a certain point, it's like get over it already, nobody's that pretty; not even me. 
I told him that and he said that he's just saying what he feels and that I must know it already anyway. But let's say I know it already, isn't that a reason for you to no tell me once again????
During dinner, he wanted to know what I felt like doing after, but like every other friday my plan was to go to B...without him. So I just said that I was kinda tired and didn't feel like doing much which bummed him, he was planning on introducing me to his friends tonight. Then I asked him what his plans were for the week end, his answer was " whatever you're doing, because I wanna see you". Lucky me. I manage to get him to drive me home right after dinner, which he didn't want to do and promise to go out with him tomorrow night.
As soon as I get home, I just had enough time to change and go to B. It was packed so I didn't stay long. We went to W instead, it was over capacity but they got us in from the exit door. My favourite barman D, was yelling hi and how are you since we haven't been there in a while and right away came the drinks ( we don't need to order). Next to us were 2 cute guys, one of them kept staring and I knew that he wanted to talk. Good thing his friend was really sweet and we all ended up having a great time. We exchanged numbers at the end and he called already but I sent him to voicemail because I don't feel like talking to him.
Of course, at W, I had to hide from this guy I know. Nothing ever happened, we just used to go to the movies together but we never clicked. And while I was at B, I was hoping that M wouldn't show up since I told him I'm not going out. I kept on saying "Well, go to your friend's place and I'll see you tomorrow night. But have fun tonight"
That's about it for tonight. I'm going to bed now, it's late enough and I'm planning to actually do some work tomorrow before going out. So I'll keep you all posted as soon as something happens. Nighty night....
Am Back!!!
I know, I know. I haven't been posting anything for a while now. Excusez-moi.
But here's what happened so far.
I haven't been out in a while, so friday night I finally decide it's time to get back in the scene.
12 am, ready to go looking very pretty. We take a cab and the street's packed since the weather was really nice. I had just told the cab driver to stop at the corner instead of going up the street where we would've been late because of traffic, when I see the most gorgeous guy talking on the phone.I was still in the cab, so I came out quickly to see if my eyes are fooling me or is that guy really gorgeous. We had to walk past him because he was standing in front of the place next door to where we were going; and I could tell he was looking at me while talking on the phone. A bunch of his friends were standing next to him and when they saw us too they started...being typical guys. "You girls are hot,...". In the meantime he was just staring and talking on the phone.
There was no way I was gonna talk to him so I just went to B,where the door was jam packed but of course not for us :).
Some friends were there, one of them has been getting on my nerves for a long time now because he likes me so much and he just doesn't get that I'll never be interested in him. He's nice and all but it's just not gonna happen. Nevertheless, I decided to have fun anyway, until I saw this guy I went on 1 or 2 dates with this past summer and out of the blue stopped answering his calls. He had the table next to ours, but as soon as he saw me (I acted like I didn't see him) he left. Poor guy.
The night went on with me trying to avoid O, but he was extremelly persistant for some reason that night. Kept on kissing my hand more than usual and telling me how much he likes me, despite my hot temper (euh, really???). At first, I always push him away nicelly, but a couple hours with some guy stuck to you like glue and I'm sure you'd react the same way I do.
So around 2:30, I was talking to someone (don't remember who) when guess who I see?? My stranger on the phone!!!! I couldn't believe it, he was just walking around by himself. So I go grab my sister and tell her he's there and that we have or rather she has to go talk to him for me. We decide to go together and meet him on the opposite side from where he was coming this way we're face to face with each other.
As I was next to him, he kept on staring at me, so with my most sultry voice I ask, "Do I know you? You're looking at me as if I'm supposed to recognize you"
him: " You look very familiar, I must know you from somewhere"
me: " I doubt it or else I'd remember. What's your name?"
him: "M, and you?"
me: "L"
My sister then jumps in:" Why don't you guys exchange numbers??"
him: "Good idea, what's your number am gonna call you now and you'll have mine"
Which he does then says:" are you still gonna stay? cuz I came looking for some friends but I can't find them"
me: " Well why don't you come to our table we'll hang out there"
him: " Ok, good idea"
We go back to our table and start talking....
O, then comes by and sees me with M; gives me a weird look and goes to talk to my sister.
In the meantime, I could tell what M was smitten. And so was I. He was gorgeous. Dark hair, dark eyes, nice clothes and perfect shoes, which looked to me like Costume National!! ( I have a thing for guys' shoes)
O then decides to leave because he was upset. Well it's not my fault.
It was time for us to leave as well, and since I had M's number and I was sure he was gonna call the next day, I felt really really good.
Next day, at the exact time he said he was going to call; my phone rings and it's M!
We talk and then he asks me what I'm doing at night, I tell him about my possible plan then ask: " And you?" he says: " Well, I was thinking maybe I'll go out with you if you don't mind since I really wanna see you". I tell him that I don't mind and we decide that he's gonna pick me up to go to M at 11:30 pm.
We get to M, and he's already holding my hand and hugging me and all. Which I didn't mind since he's so gorgeous. Half and hour later, who gets there? P and his group!!!!
I act like I didn't see him, and M was holding my hand non stop.So when P saw us he asked my sister "is that L's new bf?" to which she answered no, to not hurt his feelings.
I go say hi to P, just to be polite then go back to M who by then had told me I was beautiful probably 10 times already. Which for once I didn't mind. After a while, I decide to go to the washroom, where P follows me pretending to wanna talk to me.
him: " is that your bf?"
me: " am not answering that, it's personal"
him: " so what it's over between us?"
me: " there is no us, and we talked bout this the last time we met remember?"
him: " I just thought that maybe we can still see each other"
me: " Sorry, not gonna happen; we're just friends. now I have to go in
excuse me."
I go back to M, and the rest of the night's just perfect. He says everything I wanna hear. He asks me is I'm single and then tells me that he'd love to start seeing me since he's obviously so smitten by me; (hello, u were smitten the minute u saw me).
All this time, P, was right next to us, every now and then I could see him staring at us. Still, I was trying to not make him jealous, that would be really mean, so I'd push M away everytime he'd get really close.
Which apparently didn't work, because it turned out that as soon as P got there and saw us, he called lil' P ( my friend's bf) aksing if I had a new bf since I was there with a guy. He then from what I heard decided to drink his sadness away and got really really drunk to the point of being sick. One more reason for me not to like him. ugh!!!
To go back to M, he was just perfect that night and we decided to meet the next day to go to the movies. Again, the next day, he calls at the exact time he said he was going to call, we talk briefly since I was busy working. He picks me up we go the the movies. Watch the most boring movie ever, The New World; and then go for coffee. We talk a lot and he tells me how great I am and how pretty I look and all I'm thinking is ( you're gorgeous!!!!). He then drops me off and we agree on meeting sometime during the week no matter how busy we are (very hectic week for both of us).
As if all this wasn't enough, I got 2 msgs on saturday from N who's away and is coming back in a few weeks
And that pretty much sums it all!
Back 2 Work
I am enjoying my last days of laziness. As of next week, I will be busier than ever and that for the next 4 months. But don't you worry I will still keep you posted as I'm sure there will be plenty of juicy gossip to tell you. Trust me, in my field there's always drrraamaa...
Bachelor: The Game Is On Him
Ever since I started watching The Bachelor, I always wondered whether those girls were sane in their heads. Did they just wake up one day and went:
"Ok today am gonna go lock myself up with 30 other girls in a house and fight them for a guy I have no clue what he even looks like. And maybe, just maybe, if I fight hard enough and throw in a kiss here and there with a little extra if he ever happens to be cute (pray to God he is); he'll pretend to like me and get the tv people to buy a ring for him to give me on our let's pretend we're engaged, engagement show.
And then when we are kinda sure people on the street recognize us, we'll just say it didn't work out because of...because of...ahh which reason hasn't been used yet?? Ok am too dumb to think of one so, my fake fiance and I will say that it didn't work out 'cuz...he pretended he had money and I pretented to like him."
Although very entertaining, I find it absolutely,utterly,ridiculous for a girl to humiliate herself on national tv. Come on people, yes I know there's a big lack of guys but do you honestly think a guy like that would be any good? It's just sad to the point of being funny that's why I watch it.
I'm sure when those girls get there not all of them find that guy cute or interesting, so they just force themselves. And the ones who start crying on the first episode, now that's just pathetic. You can't be liking him that much, you just met the guy.
To go back to the fighting, well I know how girls are. I think just because they see other girls interested they make themselves interested too. I'm a girl, I know that we can be pretty competitive when we want to, especially with other girls. It's all about:"She can't have him, cuz I will, even if I don't really want him". Sick but true.
That's why those tv relationships don't work out, as soon as the other girls are out of the picture the "chosen" one's like: "Ooh, nobody left to compete with, guess I'm out of here, c ya wanna be fiance".
Tonight's Special With A Side Of Drama. Please!
Sorry for not posting anything earlier, I was really busy then was sick during the week end. But here's what happened.
My friend V came back from vacation on saturday, at night, her, my sister and I went out for dinner before meeting the guys at our usual supperclub. Right before I went out for dinner, I wasn't feeling so well, terrible headache and fever, all of a sudden. So I just took a couple of pills and left. We get to the restaurant have drinks, sit down, and I'm feeling worse by the minute, I couldn't touch my food and ended up with watter as my main course. I wanted to go home so bad but my sister kept telling me that I shouldn't think about it and that I was gonna feel better as soon as we get to the other place. Which I highly doubted.
Almost 12:30 am when we leave, we get to M, it's packed inside and tons of people are waiting to get in outside. We get in no problem of course. And who's there of course? P. I knew he was going to be there, since he called me the same afternoon to tell me so. I don't even say hi to him, I was so sick I couldn't see nobody. He keeps on asking me : "Well aren't u gonna say hi to me?".I just look at him and say hi, the words barelly come out of my mouth.
We go to our usual table filled with bottles of vodka and my fabourite energy drink. I grab one and sit on the sofa, which is a first since I never sit down. I usually get a drink and go around talking to friends. P comes talking to me, I do my best to ignore him, then my sister comes and tells him that I'm really sick so that he'll leave me alone. After and hour of all that, I decide it's really time for me to leave, my head was going to
explode. I wave bye to everybody and P decides to come outside get me a cab. We get to the door, he starts checking his cell phone, I go past him and get one myself then he comes running and as I was opening the door he pushes it closed and tells me:" Wait, I wanna talk to u before u leave". I tell him: "Not now i really have to get home". And I try to open the door again, he then closes it harder and I say: "Listen I am not gonna talk to u, I am going home". And I try to open the door and which much trouble I finally slide in and tell the cab driver to just go as am locking the door. P in the meantime is telling the driver to not go and is knocking on my window saying: "Please please don't go just give me a minute to talk to u". By then I thought my head was about to explode I was feeling so sick. Little did I know that P was running after us as we were going on a very busy street. I finally make it home safe in my bed and wish to not have gone out all together.
4:30 am, msg from P:" I hope u're feeling better baby! Call me whenever."
Meanwhile at the club, from what my sister told me the next day this happened:
P went back in totally pissed
My "friend" V, got into a fight with her bf little P, who called her all kinds of names, spit on her then threatened to tell everybody the "s..t" she says about me and my sister (?!?!?!) then says: "Ohh why are u stepping on my foot now, u want me to shut up??".
She then slaps him, or maybe she slaps him then he spits on her, I can't quite remember.
Little P and P almost get into a fist fight because P wanted to calm little P down.
How about this for a night out?
The next day she calls me twice, I didn't pick up, I was too sick to talk to anybody. But then yesterday I did see her and I just pretented I haven't spoken to my sister yet. So she said that she got into a fight with the bf and he started telling all kinds of lies and calling her names for some reason and that she doesn't plan on going back with him. Which I don't believe. At all.
They've been dating for 5 years and each and everytime we go out they make sure to fight in public, scream and call each other names, only to make up the next day. I personally have had it with their drama so I'm not going out with them again.
As for my relationship with her, well, I don't know what to think, really. What would you do?
Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
When I was 16, my best friend Y and I always spent our saturday afternoons scheming up ways to become blondes. For us back then, being blonde meant being different than all the other girls. The majority of which were brunettes. I always felt that deep down, I was a blonde and so did she.
One day we went to the drugstore, bought a big bottle of hair bleach and ran back home to finally become blondes. Little did we know that with our hair product knowledge and lack of experience we would end up with no color other than an ugly orange.
No need to tell you how my mom reacted to the new "blonde" me. She wasn't happy, at all. Nevertheless, I was happy with the result, probably because I didn't know any better.
Ever since that day, I have been battling my addiction to blonde hair. In my very early twenties, I had perfected a very special cycle. Brunette for winter then blonde for summer and it worked for me.
Then I went blonde all year long, and I loved it. You have to know that when you're a blonde, whether you want or not, all eyes are on you. It was great for some time but then I became tired of it. Tired of having guys hit on me, tired of having them notice me that much. I just wanted to blend in the crowd and be like everyone else.
That's when overnight I went from total blonde to extreme brunette. The first reaction I got from people around was absolute shock. Then it was a mixed reaction, to whether they like it or not. I myself, liked it and was happy to finally be able to go out and have nobody or almost nobody pay attention to me. A couple of months later, I started missing my golden locks and also started to feel depressed and simply couldn't stand having dark hair. It was all so... blah. Then, a person very dear to me asked me the funniest thing ever "L, didn't you notice that it's only when you have blonde hair that you have a boyfriend?". My first reaction was of course not, guys might like blondes but they prefer brunettes, or so I've read in some magazine. Later on, I got to thinking, what if it is true? What if I could only have a boyfriend if I am a blond? So overnight, I went blonde...again. All of sudden I felt beautiful, there's something about being blonde that just gives me confidence. A feeling of :I am hot and I can get anybody I want. And that's exactly what happened ever since. I finally came to terms with the fact that I was meant to be a blonde. And that's the way it's always going to be. The degree of blondeness might change, but I'll always be one.
As for the guys, well , one thing they keep on telling me is that no matter how much they've always preferred brunettes, I am one blonde they can't live without.
My Obsession With Fashion
Ever since I could remember I was obsessed with clothes to the point where in grade school I'd come home during lunch break just to change. It wasn't hard for me to realize that it was a serious problem. Yes, all little girls like pretty dresses but my obsession went beyond that. In fact, I rarely wore pretty dresses; most of the time it was great combinations that made it difficult for the other kids to understand me. One day this kid asked me "Why don't you dress like the rest of us?" and I didn't know what to say.
I had my mother to thank for loving fashion, she always decked us in fabulous tiny outfits that screamed "I'm a mini fashionista" . And there was nothing I loved more than getting to school and seeing the other girls' faces. Right there in their eyes, I could see the "why can't I be dressed like that", or the "am so jealous of her". Some of them said it loud but most of them didn't...
I hated more than anything looking like everybody else and it was my duty not to do so. So day after day, I let my mind guide me into being creative. I wore whatever I wanted despite the strict school regulations. And although I was given detention many times, I never thought much of it. Hey, it was worth it and I'd do it all over again if I could. From tiny shorts to biker boots, platform boots to tailored leather jackets. I was rocking the style.
One thing was clear in my head, fashion was my thing, I couldn't live without it and I still can't.
In my late teen years I discovered a hidden passion for purses, I've always liked them but I think it was hidden somewhere really deep how much I really like them. Little by little, I started collecting them. At some point, I was too obsessed and started buying at least 1 purse a week. Even those I didn't really like. But I guess that was just my purse overdose. So I stopped for a bit and after that I only bought the ones I loved. I have now more than 100 of them and I don't intend to stop anytime soon.
I always thought that accessories made the outfit so it's only normal to have a fabulous purse. But after what I call "the logo craze", the most obvious step for me was to put all the logo purses in the back of the closet and wait a couple more years before bringing them out. Nothing better than a nice vintage I say.
Which leads me to talk about vintage clothes. I don't know about you but there is no joy like the one I get from a great find. Vintage clothes "speak" to me, I have some amazing pieces that I older than I am. From a vintage Yves St Laurent jacket, to a Balmain black and white printed buttoned down dress and the cherry on top of the cake has got to be my fabulous totally gorgeous Chanel all lace white top black skirt dress. I love it more than anything else. I never wore any of my vintage finds...yet.
It's my belief that everything has a time and place for it and just like me, each and everyone of my great pieces will one day find its destiny...
Hello...Dentist
Last week at a party I met this hot dentist who was in town for the week end. We talked for a bit and then exchanged phone numbers. By the way, for those of you who have been reading my stories well it's the guy who called me 6 times the next day I met him.
Anyway, he went back to the city he's from, which is about 4 hours from where I am, and has been calling me everyday. Turns out he's a dentist, I'd never have guessed they could be that hot. After talking for a couple of days, he called today saying that he wanted to see me again so he was going to fly me to meet him where he is. To which I answered no, he then said that since I was off this week HE was going to come and then next week end he'll fly me in.
I hung up the phone not knowing what to think.
As if that wasn't enough, P called twice and I didn't answer and then he sent a msg saying: call me, let's do something. And of course, I didn't answer to that either.
I thought that was all settled after I made it pretty clear I wasn't gonna go on a date with him again!?!?!?
The P Situation
After avoiding him for several days I finally saw P last night. That last msg I had sent him made him slow down on the calling and the msging, thank God. On Saturday around 12am, he msged me Happy New Year Baby and then called to ask if he could see me. The answer was no.
Last night, we went for dinner and all I could think about was how I was going to break it to him that I couldn't see him anymore. We had planned to go to the movies afterwards but I knew that I was going to talk to him before and with some luck he wouldn't feel like seeing a movie then.
He kept on asking what's wrong and I kept on saying nothing and then slowly but surelly I brought up the topic of him calling non stop and I told him that it really pissed me off that he kept on calling and calling and that after that ski day I thought about things and that it wasn't going to work out between us but that I wanted to keep him as a friend since we're bound to see each other because we have common friends. I could see that it really upset him so I was trying to be as nice as possible.
I'm glad with the way it turned out, I finally can relax since this whole thing's settled. And I'm happy to report that I didn't hear from him today.
This Year Started With A Bang!
Everybody has been asking me how my new year's eve celebration was. Here's the answer...PERFECT.
The night was full of surprises and funny events but I wouldn't have asked for a better ending. I can say that I was right where I wanted to be and with the right person.
And did I mention I already got a preview of how my Valentine's Day was going to be and it's very very promising.
Now if 2006 is already great and it's only the second day of the year, I say ...Bring It On
Other than that, still no news from M, I guess he really got upset. Yeah well.
