Sunday, December 20, 2009
I loved you once, I love you still, I always have, I always will...
NOTE TO SELF: Date only men who drive.
This guy I had met at the Fundraiser I had put together, he came with my little sisters friend, we had good chemistry and kept in touch. Nothing has ever happened between him and I. I had went on a double date with my little sister, her friend (which is his cousin), him, and I... and he let me pay for the movie. I wasn't even craving a popcorn but I let him get me one out of spite. Sad I know... I just think it is proper etiquette, as the guy, if you invite the girl out TO PAY.
Anyway, I make my way to Union Square, I call the guy and he does not pick up. I send him a text and then get a call from the Ex Fiance. This was the day he was due to come home from basic but due to the snow storm his flight had been delayed. I told him I was in Forever 21 in Union Square and described what the city was like. After some short chit chat he has to let go of the phone, tells me he will call me later and we hang up.
I am online to pay when the guy calls me and tells me he was running late, the transportation from NJ was running slow. He comes to the register where I am paying, I ask him what the plan of action is and he tells me he doesn't know, we will just wing it. GREAT (I am being sarcastic).
As we are walking out of Forever 21 I see the Ex Fiance about to walk into Forever 21.
My heart dropped to my ass- I don't think there has been a moment in my life where I have been so happy to see someone. I ran to him and gave him a loooooooooong hug and asked him WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE? Then I remembered, I am with another guy. I quickly introduced them, and told the guy sorry but the Ex Fiance had just gotten back from the military (he was in uniform). The other guy was cool about it and went on his way.
The Ex Fiance and I went to Max Brenner and this is when I started to tear up...
He looked so good, I was very proud of him and realized how much in love I still am with him.
I LOVE HIM, yes, my cousin that girl was right in her final post...
I have enjoyed the company of other men but there is no one else I want... through out all he has still remained a good friend of mine, someone I have become very dependant on for support. I want to be his wife one day, I am not interested in getting to know someone else. I found the man I can call my better half. I honestly think the timing for everything before was not right, but if through all we have been through we have managed to maintain good communication and a great friendship...
I've never told anyone but him this but the reason I have dealt with the breaking of my engagement so well is because deep down inside I never really accepted us not being together. I would think about the day he wouldn't talk to me anymore and it would make me cringe, he told me he loved me and I to him every time we spoke. That is what would put me at ease.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Cafe con Leche

He mentioned he has never had any. I express my like for this beverage and explain it is best when on the rocks, or with some skim milk... for some cafe con leche- still on the rocks for me, I like it cold. I'm going to guess it is because he wants to get in my panties that he said this but he recommended we have a night in of coffee patron and a quality movie.
He hasn't crossed any lines, he has been very respectful and besides the face that he was cheap on the first date... we have had a good time. He said "you bring the Patron and I get the milk and the movie."
We never spoke of this again until a week and a half later he reserves a day for us to have patron and a movie. I am on my way to the train to head down to his place and it is pouring. I walk back home because my socks and pants are drenched and one thing I cannot stand is having wet clothes on. It URKS me.
I text him and let him know that I will not be making it. I was already running late and had to be somewhere later that night- and it was pouring, I was going to get wet any time I tried to walk to the train. He calls me back and tries to talk me into going, I tell him maybe later on in the week.
The conversation goes like this:
Mexico: I was really looking forward to having some Patron.
IMWIR: You can still have some.
Mexico: I don't have any in my house.
IMWIR: Well good thing I turned back, I didn't bring any with me.
Mexico: You can still go buy some and come.
IMWIR in silence.
Sorry but this is going to cost you more then just a movie!! This is where I stop making an effort. I gave him the benefit of the doubt and no, I am not trying to be cheap by not bringing it myself but I didn't even want to drink, this was all his idea. At least put up the front and let me offer to buy it. Goodness.
Moving on to better times...
I was at a friends birthday party. He rented out a lounge- it was okay. A lot of people there but the music was not all that. I have my sister Pang, Cousin Mother Theresa, La Prima Fina (a 37 yr old divorced cousin of mine), and another cousin. We were excited because La Prima Fina never comes out and we were trying to get her some. So we stand there and bop to the music to at least front like we are having a good time.
Behind me is a guy in a scarf standing alone. I see him eye me a few times but in my head I am thinking look at this guy with his scarf and his drink thinking he is cool... In reality, I thought he was kind of cool but I couldn't let him know that. I pay him no mind, and try to make my cousin have a good time.
They put on some salsa... We all get very excited. I know the birthday boy from dance school so there were a few dancers there. I see Scarf bustin a good move on the dance floor. Oh, now it's on. I must get a dance with him, or my sister- someone from my crew needs to get him on the dance floor. I DON'T CARE WHO.
Later, he is standing across from where we are. We make eye contact. My sister is on the other side as well trying to get a good angle for a picture, I go to help her (FYI, I got the good shot... I should work for the paparazzi). While I am doing this he asks me to dance. I explain to him that I saw him bust a move and that I just began dancing- so my shines aren't that existent yet lol.
He tells me it is okay and we dance.
The man can hold it down on the dance floor.
After our dance we talk about ourselves a little (I found out he is 3/4 Italian and 1/4 Cuban) and I invite him to hang out with me and my girls.
He chills with us for a little and in conversation we find out we are both going to the same salsa lounge after the birthday party.
We meet there, dance a song, he buys me water, and I go on my merry way.
After dancing a few songs I decide to take a bathroom break and on my way out of the restroom he sees me and stops me. He hands me something and tells me "please excuse it, I like to doodle."

(my thumb is covering his number)
Fast forward to tonight. We met up at a salsa party. He arrived at 8:30 and I at 10:30. We danced a few songs but we weren't hanging out together the entire time. I danced with a lot of people and him with a few.
He left an hour after I arrived. I text him apologizing for arriving so late (I arrived at the time I told him I would), thanked him for the dances, apologized for my appearance (compared to what I looked like when he met me I looked like shit) and told him to get home safe and have a good night.
Scarf's response: Hi. Are you joking, IMWIR, you are absolutely stunning. I can understand why you may say that about yourself, but to ME, I get goose bumps looking at you. I was very glad to see you walk in the club. It put a smile on my face. Your hustle dancing is very good. I really hope we can meet for cafe con leche. I think it would be great to get to know you more. Thanks for texting me. That was very nice. Have a great day tomorrow and feel free to call me anytime.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Flip the Bill

- It was our first time out. Do a little something to impress a girl.
- HE invited me out...
I usually don't drink but we had time to kill until I had to leave and after what had just happened, I didn't have my girls to laugh about this with at the moment. I would go laugh in my head over a drink.
We went to a small restaurant in the Lower East Side called Oliva. We sat at the bar and each had 3 sangrias.
Time to pay the bill...
He says he has to go to the ATM...
The bartender tells me it is 29 dollars...
I'm thinking "ATM for 29 bucks and you didn't even pay for dinner?" Maybe he just needs tip money, I can give him tip money... I pull out my wallet and hand him a 20.
I ended up paying for half the drinks.
My older sister Pang says CUT HIM OFF.
I say he is taking me out on another date, and he will pay... and then I will cut him off.