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Friday, March 24, 2006

Please Share


Please feel free to share your worst date stories! I know my story is long and rambling, but I have not yet worked out a short and concise writing style. Any feedback and/or (constructive) criticism is welcome as I learn how to write my stories in a more entertaining way. Thanks!
Horn-tooting update: This picture is one I took. All and any flower pictures that end up on this blog will be my own work.

posted by Sarah J at 12:17 AM

8 Comments:

  • The only picture of the dress that I have here is the awkward prom picture, which I am debating putting up. I might for a couple of days, but it really is awful. We'll see.

    As for the girls, I don't know. I think it was because I had the guts to ask someone and they all ended up going "as a group" because they didn't have dates. It was an awful way to end the year. I had found out that my grandma had colon cancer and probably had less than 6 months left to live (it ended up being about 6 weeks,) school was ending for the summer, and I would be starting senior year with no friends because they abandoned me. I have since decided that they weren't really friends and merely tolerated my presence. Why? I don't know. They wrote me a letter saying that I was judgemental, homophobic, etc, which was ironic because the next year I ate lunch in the music room with Sam the gay kid because no one else would eat with either one of us. I was homophobic and they wouldn't eat with him. One of those girls did ask Sam to prom senior year, but abandoned him at the dance (which was on a huge yacht, night cruise of the Esseff Bay) so my date and I spent the evening with him. Senior year I didn't have friends (obviously) so I hung out with my baby brother who was 5 years old. I'm glad I had the opportunity to spend so much time with him before I left for school because it really strengthened our relationship and made it easier to talk to him on the phone after I was gone. My dad has a sister who is 12 years older than he is, but he didn't really know her until after he was married (at 28) and had kids (starting when he was 30.)
    Um, the end

    By Blogger Sarah J, at 1:56 PM, March 24, 2006  

  • Great picture, Sarah. My close-ups of the beautiful flowers we have here usually turn out fuzzy. I need to get the hang of the macro lens.

    Wow, though... that was a really bad date. It makes me glad I've never dated. *shudder* You survived, though. Remember that! Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. :-)

    Not being an outgoing person, I don't mind not having had a prom. I know who would have asked me out, though.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 2:44 PM, March 24, 2006  

  • I second what Peri said for both Kaf and Sarah.

    Tomato Boy is even funnier than Nature Boy. *snork*

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 7:15 AM, March 25, 2006  

  • Kaf, YES, what they said!

    Sarah, my worst date(s)-

    #1 - in my junior (?) year of high school - this guy asked me out. I didn't find him all that cute or anything,(but I'm not that shallow - ;)) - anyway, he seemed nice enough...so we went out, and on the way home he told me he had to "use the facilities", of which, of course, there were none. So he pulled over into a cane field (ok so far, cuz hey, when ya gotta go ya gotta go, right?) but then he decided he really just wanted to grope me, and I wasn't havin' any of that crap, so I made him bring me home. A couple weeks later, he asked me out again. Because I'm a nice (read: "stupid")person, I decided to give him another chance. Hah. What a joke. SOS.

    #2 - there was a guy who always flirted with me, (and who was really cute - no really, I'm not shallow!!) and so one nite we decided to go out, just as friends. My cousin, (who was way less than angelic, iykwim,) was with us. When she started making out with him on the front seat, while I was driving, I became, shall we say, less than pleased. Not cuz I was gonna make out w/him, but heck, he was supposed to be my friend...and she was my cousin!!!

    oh yeah, almost forgot...when I was a sophomore in HS, a senior asked me to the senior prom, which as a soph, I could attend by invite only. We double dated, and the other couple was apparently more "into each other" than my date and I were, and it made for quite an awkward situation - starting with when we went to leave - and he had a VAN!! (eewww) and the other girl described the color of the interior as "titty pink." We were home for 10:00.

    AND lastly, imo, you should ramble on all you want...(I'm a cajun girl, and I never shut the heck up, so I know whereof I speak!)

    keep up the bogging, girlfriend, you're doin' great!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:37 PM, March 26, 2006  

  • I've never had a bad date, but my junior prom experience was bad enough that I didn't even get the date I was supposed to get. I'll attempt to post the brief version.

    Jess was a sophomore, meaning that prom would be an invite-only ordeal. I liked her. A lot. Long story short, I asked her to prom, she said yes, and her parents approved (much to her surprise). Oh, and there was the condition that we go only as friends.
    Yes, of course, said I overjoyedly.

    Fast-forward a few weeks. Leah, a friend from another high school asks if I would please please please be a date for her friend Donna. Their prom is 2 weeks before ours, and Leah is a hard person to say no to. Looking back, it was probably a dumb thing to do, but at the time it seemed perfectly reasonable -- it's a totally separate event, and I had no emotional connection to Donna (seeing as how I'd never met her).

    Being the *ahem* gentleman that I am, I thought it fair to inform Jess of my other prom plans. We were at a music contest at the time, and I had been liking her more and more through the day. She seemed to take the news as I expected she would, understanding that I was only going for fun and to help out a friend. Especially since she herself had insisted that we go only as friends.

    Later that night and then the next day, I got some very strange comments from people. I soon deduced that she thought I was dumping her completely for some blind date at another school. Crap. Double crap. She wasn't in school that day, but I did find her after school, where she nicely told me to go #%^$ myself (in more ladylike terms).

    During the next couple of weeks, I tried various ways to convince her that I still liked her very much, but it slowly began to dawn on me that the damage had been done.

    Still, there was that pesky tux rental I had paid for. And I still wanted to go to prom (it was my first one). But by this time it was getting close to the date, and everyone was pretty much set up with dates already. So I asked Monica, a family friend from another different school to be my date. Whew! Saved!

    Or so I thought.

    Morning of prom. I get a phone call. It's Monica's mother. Monica is sick in the hospital.

    Panic.

    Now I really can't cancel that tux rental. Or flowers. I already had them! So I call Leah. She's busy. My memory is a bit fuzzy, but I'm pretty sure I called Jess again (who had cooled down and was actually talking to me again). No again. Finally, I call up Donna, who turned out to be a very nice girl, although it was clear we didn't have much chemistry between us.

    At last, I had a prom date. I don't know why I didn't just go without one; it was probably to prove to myself that I actually could be allowed to be seen with a girl in a "together" type setting. (I was noticeably girlfriend-free up to this point in my life. Well, I noticed anyway) Anyway, Donna and I had a good time, and all ended well.

    Although I never did find out exactly what went through Jess's mind during the whole time.

    Whew, that was long. But I guess you did ask for it.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:01 PM, March 27, 2006  

  • Bad date stories? Oh, I've got several. How about when I was 14 and the guy I was dating kept getting drunk and wanting to go visit his grandfather? Sweet, yeah? Except his grandfather was dead.

    Or how about travelling for hours and hours to go see the guy you love, only to have him take you to Burger King instead of to a real restaurant. Ok, that wasn't a bad date, that was a bad weekend. No, that was a bad relationship.

    Or the recent one that was not REALLY a date, but I thought there was potential datability there, especially since he kept asking me out. While we were out walking he said, "Wait, we can't go that way. I know that guy up there, and he might tell my wife!"

    *rolls eyes* I have a "date" to take my car to the mechanic tomorrow, and that's about all the dating excitement I can stand these days!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:05 PM, March 27, 2006  

  • didn't really date much, but did you'all notice two people mentioned Burger King? They should use this in their ads! Something like: "Guys, want to let her know she's not worth it and get a flame-broiled burger? Go to BK for when you're not that into her...and you never will be."

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:22 PM, March 28, 2006  

  • Greg Behrendt could use that in his next, and third book!
    "Dear Greg,
    This guy I've been dating took me to BK last night. What does that say about his feelings for me?
    -Nicole

    Dear Nicole,
    It means 'He's just not that into you'
    -Greg"

    Or you could do it first.

    By Blogger Sarah J, at 11:47 PM, March 28, 2006  

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