HOLY SHIT!! I
haven’t written anything in many a month!
Unfortunately for me, and the last 8 months, I haven’t really had alone
time long enough to write anything for my blog. Also, again, unfortunately… I probably have lost a fan
base. But that’s OK. We can recap and proceed…
Mase and I are still going strong. There have been a few ups and downs but things have been
more up than down lately. For
instance, one of the most whorish girls in the area, about 2 months into us
seeing one another tried making her ex boyfriend jealous by taking pictures with
Mase and putting them up on Instagram with statements like, “Mase is sooooo
hot.” Duh, bitch. Duh.
It wasn’t the pictures on the Internet, it was the fact that
the next night he tells me he cant see me anymore. What was I to think!?
Hmmm… pictures surface with you and that once fat whore, then you tell
me we can’t see each other?
Right. The light of it was
this; I cared but I pretended like I didn’t care because lets face it, I have
been hurt bad before and I didn’t want to commit to anything anyways. I didn’t let him in and therefore I
wasn’t that hurt by it. The funny
part was when he told me 3 days later that he didn’t remember it and
whatever. So he asked me out on an
official date.
Let me recap that date: It was quite hysterical…
He was supposed to be picking me up at my apartment (still
located at the Double Decker!) As
I was getting ready I was getting nervous. I haven’t been on a date in years. Like a real date.
Including food and drinks.
He had seen me eat before so it wasn’t like I was going to order a
fucking salad and pick at it. I
was fucking starving. Probably due
to nerves. Rae was at my house
while I was getting ready and she was telling me to calm down. I couldn’t. I just couldn’t.
He gets to my house and comes inside. I don’t know if I should kiss him
hello. I don’t think I did come to
think of it. We go to dinner at
one of the local restaurants and I decided it would be a good idea to get a
vodka drink. Reg can attest to the
fact that before this time I didn’t drink vodka, as I would become a vicious
human being. Actually The Ex could
probably tell you better. So I
wanted to give it a whirl. Let me
tell you now that I was feeling loose… and something was cramping in my vaginal
area.
I know what you’re thinking, but it wasn’t that.
I go into the bathroom to investigate. I see nothing wrong with my Geen. Maybe it was the vodka infused eyeballs,
maybe it was just a twist in my panties, I don’t know. So we leave the restaurant and he asks
if I wanna go to a bar for a drink.
Sureee! Why not?! So we head to this place, have a drink
there. It was a biker bar type
place. My pants were too tight and
I was still feeling weird in my area.
WTF?! I go back to the
bathroom and discover that I was so nervous that I put my lace underwear on
inside out.
Now, if that has ever happened to anyone of you, you know it
is the MOST uncomfortable thing to happen to a girl. Especially on a first fucking date. I go back to the table and tell Mase
what was going on because, why not?
He makes fun of me for not changing in the bathroom and I tell him it’s
disgusting and I am not taking off my pants, let alone my shoes in that toilet
paper and piss riddled bathroom.
We get in the truck and leave.
We head to OPH. En route to
OPH I drop trow and flip my underwear’s the right way. I am almost positive he now thinks I am
an insane person.
That was the recap of my first date with Mase. Fortunately for me he is still my
boyfriend and he didn’t care about my underwear being on inside out on a first
date.
I am going to upload in a fury! Pass the word!! I am no longer going to be lazy and I am going to be a good blogger again!
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