Last Year in Dating

Since this blog is new I've decided to briefly you up on my Pathetic Dating Life Til Now(tm).

Two years ago, I broke up with my long-term boyfriend of about a year. It was devastating, especially since we'd started out as great friends, and afterward we weren't able to remain friends. I spent the rest of that year crestfallen and uninterested in men altogether. Instead, I decided to get the rest of my life on track. I got a job I liked better (I wait tables, so it's not The Job of a Lifetime but it's a better work environment) and figured it was time to go back to school. The latter has been a slow process and I'm only just starting school now, next week.

Last year was a parade of bad or boring dates. I went on two with guys from bars, five from a dating website, and several from MySpace. The two guys from bars were dumb. 'Nuff said.

All of the guys from the dating website (OkCupid.com), with the exception of two, were just poor matches. We'd meet, we'd talk, and there'd be little in common or no physical attraction whatsoever. The forth, though we had plenty of fun e-mail long-winded letters back and forth, we just didn't hit it off in person. We had three dates, at which point we both decided there wasn't any spark or chemistry and we cut it off. The last was IndieCutie, who was not only hilarious on paper but funny and charming in person. Sadly, we met briefly at a concert we both attended with different groups of friends (mostly a "hey! nice to meet you!") and a week later he had a girlfriend. Clearly fate mocking me. Disheartened and frustrated, I deleted my profile.

The guys from MySpace? Equally unimpressive. Either I wasn't interested or they weren't, but I've never actually gotten past one date with any of them.

The last guy I dated in 2006 was a fix-up from a mutual friend who noted that on paper we were perfect for each other. While Mutual Friend is right, side-by-side our lists of likes and dislikes mesh like an uncanny mirrored image, I am unsure if I'm attracted or ever can be. We might meet up for another date once we both return home from the holidays. Friend's Friend is funny and nice and laughs at the same stupid things I do. But there's a lack of those butterflies and I don't want to waste either of our time if I'm never going to be into him "in that way".

Finally, I have a huge crush on a good friend whom I never see. We're both back in our hometown right now and hanging out a lot. However, we've been friends since we were ten and he's friends with all of my other old friends and my brother, so as much as I'd like to corner him at the New Year's party tonight and make out with him, I won't. Because we live on opposite sides of the nation and won't see each other again for god knows how long and I'd hate it to be awkward for us (or anyone else). Besides, there's a good possibility he has no desire to kiss me, and I'd never live it down.

I miss third grade where when you liked someone you just punched them in the arm.

Happy New Year!

So This is the New Year

It's so cliché. Girl realizes she has no one to kiss (again) on New Year's Eve, girl wonders why it never changes, girl decides to spend this year making a better attempt at meeting men and dating.

The purposes for starting the blog are simple:

1. I like to write stuff down. Obviously.
2. Since I have been unsuccessful at dating so far, perhaps writing my experiences in a public forum will provide insight into where I go wrong, both from rereading my own babble and from reader's comments and advice.
3. I've been reading a lot of dating blogs lately and they interest me. So there.
4. I've decided to try online dating at full force, which includes registering at free sites like OkCupid.com and Nerve.com, with a possibility of spending money on Match.com. I'd like to at least entertain people with my bad dates, and lord do I manage to find them.
5. To possibly improve my cynicism on the topic.
6. I'm bored.

The real inspiration for this blog is pretty dorky; I saw this "Life Lesson" on TLC.

"Dating is Awkward. So is Becoming a Crazy Cat Lady."

I'm a pretty happy person. I work, I go to school, I have a myriad of interests and hobbies, and I enjoy my alone time. But like everyone else, I don't want to go to bed alone every night. I believe it's possible to find someone who can love me for the wreck I am and vice versa.

At this point, I am supposed to end the first post with some witticism like "start your engines!" or "fire the starting pistol!" But I won't.