She’s pretty dormant right now. Sure I had fun and flings overseas, but back here in NZ there are no potentials for moi. To be honest I am not worried, I had some good (but not great…) news regarding Mr Christchurch (aka my 10/10) and Mr Navy has definitely nailed his coffin.
So first up the negative. I received a few messages via facebook from Mr Navy while I was away; just asking about my trip, if I was having fun, if I had run out of money… that sort of thing. Kind of flirty, but nothing to lead on that he missed me or was going to do anything when I returned. Which is how it turned out. I’ve been back a week tomorrow and haven’t heard from him, no phone call, no text, no facebook, nada! So that’s easy, right? Now removed from facebook, removed from my thoughts (except to write this entry).
If he does contact me at all for any reason I have been advised by two males friends and my male boss to ignore and not respond or reply. Done. I can do that. It’s time to move on.
In more positive news, I saw Mr Christchurch’s brother on Tuesday night at pub quiz, where he informed me that his brother is now single and does in fact really like me and would like to date me (his words…). So what’s stopping him you ask? The fact that he lives at the opposite end of the country to me. I do understand that. Long distance has never proved to be the easiest form of a relationship and really there’s no rush. Hopefully he comes up for a few visits and then moves here as soon as he possibly can. But hey, it’s always nice to know the feelings are mutual!
So right now I’m over the love life issues. I’m not looking and don’t have any potentials lined up. If Mr Christchurch moved up it would be a whole different story, of course. It has made me realise though; if I can find someone who is my 10/10 and returns the feelings I have, I am definitely not settling for anything less. We shall see what 2010 holds for the life of the girl dubbed the New Zealand Ms Bridget Jones.
I’ve had a couple of emails from readers asking what’s happened to the men in my life… ummm what men? At the moment there aren’t any. After the crazy, lieing, game playing Navy engineer I haven’t really had the energy or drive to pursue any new men. I put six weeks into him and he failed miserably. Plus with my upcoming six week trip to southeast Asia there’s really no rush to get involved. Who knows what hot, foreign man I could find on one of those islands…
A friend at netball last night even asked if I was seeing a man and not sharing… nope! You all know I’d share if there was something interesting to tell.
I’m booked to have a girls night in town this Saturday, so we shall see. But really I don’t hold any hope for meeting a drunk man in a bar. So over that. Unless he’s the hot (not drunk) guitar player we saw a couple of weeks ago.
To be honest though, it is quite nice to be man free right now. Don’t get me wrong, I love the attention, but it’s nice to have a break. I’m so over texting, it’s nice to not be tied to my cellphone.
I stumbled across some blog gold today, a Kiwi girl writing haiku poems for each of her sexual partners.
So I thought what the hell I’ll give it a try. Now my list is not half as impressive as hers, but I had fun doing it. I have included dates, flings and relationships.
You were my first love
It was too comfortable
Was not meant to last
Delayed New Years fling
On the beach, the sun setting
Made me a puma*
Heavily drunk night
No idea why I went there
And yet you still try
No people skills here
On the first date you mocked me
Lasted just one drink
We met for coffee
A boxer, loved yourself most
Just after a shag
An army man, hot!
A few dates, but that was all
Have now become friends
Got me excited
Most fun I’ve had in a park
Sexual drive high!
You seemed a catch!
Meals out, great sex, met parents
First man to hurt me
*Puma, not cougar, he was only three years younger. Ha!
So everything was going perfect with Mr Navy, right? Yeah well maybe not. All was perfect before I left for my camping weekend (post to come). He even popped over to my house on Thursday afternoon, without me asking him to, to give me a kiss, cuddle and say goodbye for the weekend. Cute right?
We sent a couple of texts on Friday, all happy with kisses etc. Didn’t hear from him Saturday, but I figured he was busy or just letting me have time with my friends. No big deal. Didn’t hear from him Sunday, so when I arrived home around 4pm I sent him a text just asking what’s new.. etc, nothing extreme. No reply.
I went on later to check my facebook to see what had been happening over the weekend and to upload our camping photos. I decided to check his profile. Him and I are no longer friends. WTF? Coincidence? Or is the man just a coward and can’t tell me he’s not keen? I’ve got no idea.
I rang his mobile this morning. It rang, he didn’t answer. So now that’s it. I’m not contacting him again. To be honest I am in shock. I never thought he’d act this way. Maybe I’m overreacting? I don’t feel I am though. It was all fine and going smoothly. Now it’s silent. Doesn’t make sense. I thought he was a man with balls and would tell me if it wasn’t working.
Ok, so not all men are frustrating. This one is proving to be a good one. After I wrote that post and then edited it to include our coffee date he took me out for dinner on the Thursday night, cooked me dinner and we hung out at his flat Friday night and then we went for a walk down on Takapuna beach Saturday evening and then watched a DVD at his place. Intense right? That’s four days in a row… but I’m not complaining, I enjoy spending time with him! So fingers crossed, so far this one is a keeper.
Really the only other news in my life is exams. Dull. Seriously dull. But they will be all over by November 2nd, and the real world and not so fun things like working 40 hours a week and saving 80% of that for Thailand will commence!
A group of my girlfriends and I have decided to kick the summer health and fitness regime straight in the balls by signing up for a month of bikram yoga. I have never been before so I’m slightly scared of the stories I hear. But I’ll give it a go. I’m promised, by the girls, that if I eat healthy (there’s always a catch…), still go for my walks (and another catch…) and attend these bikram yoga classes a few days a week the weight will just slide off me and I’ll be a goddess. Hells yes! Where do I sign up??