Not Like The Movies 2013

by Guest Fri Jul 26, 2013 9:23 am

2013 2013 2013 <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />Speed dating was last night and after a tiny almost nervous break down. Since my whole introvertness <span style="font-size: x-small;">(yup so just made that up.) </span>is stronger than I thought.<br /><br />I went it and did speed dating.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sadly their was no Hitch to confess his undying love for me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">However it was an event that I am not going to forget about any time soon. The whole experience was surreal. If you single you should totally check out 8mintuedating since they have it all over the US. Plus I so want to do it again. Just for fun cause it was a fun event. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Now onto all the good stuff that everyone has been emailing me and face-booking me about. The GUYS!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I went on 9 dates even though usually its only 8. But too many people wanted in so they changed it for this time. Now I couldn't take any pictures which killed me inside because that would have only made this post even more awesome. But don't worry, I can share my card thing with you guys. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bxCLU8Thl4/UfFHYv6e2DI/AAAAAAAAC9s/eVocU5apvdI/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bxCLU8Thl4/UfFHYv6e2DI/AAAAAAAAC9s/eVocU5apvdI/s400/photo.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Here are all my names. Basically 900, 907 & 909 where the only sane people that were there out of my 9. Besides 905 but I knew that person from my hiking club so that was kind of like a catch up type of thing.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> 900 was your typical happy go lucky guy just chillin and talking to everyone. 90</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">904 we clashed on everything he loves heat, I like the cold. I love dogs he likes cats. And that was pretty much how we spent our whole 8 minutes together.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">919 I honestly cannot remember a thing about this person.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">902 Email me or send me a private message on Facebook or Twitter since after telling my mom about this one she suggests I not post it. Let's just say I have no filter and have been watching to much reality TV.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">903  I am sure this guy is super sweet, but he mumbled and whispered the whole time and I had no idea  what he said. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">907 Actually got to make me laugh so points for him. Creepy part though when I was a freshman in high school he was a senior at the same one. So our 8 minutes was spent talking about how much this town sucks cause we have been here forever.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">901 So this was an event done by age groups. 23-28 and I swear he had to be 40. He was talking about Star Wars and remembering be in college and that was the last time he was here. And I'm like I was in the 3rd grade when that happened. That's not creepy at all.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">909 Totally the only guy who remotely fit my type,  but he is only looking for friends. Oh well I have his email address now and been trying to think of something clever to write to him and have come up with nothing. Blah.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3b3JZXa7RpE/UfFJYHGFYgI/AAAAAAAAC98/j38VTkE2pZo/s1600/phot1o.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3b3JZXa7RpE/UfFJYHGFYgI/AAAAAAAAC98/j38VTkE2pZo/s1600/phot1o.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Here is an awful selfie. I would have taken actual pictures, but its raining out and this was the only one I took last night before I went out. So ignore the messy room I was a panic mess.</div><right><img class="sig-img" src="https://i.imgur.com/nQ9RK3k.png" /></right> <br /><br />Check out my fantastic sponsor: <br /><div class="nopin"><div class="pf_ads" id="pf_24156"><script src="http://load.passionfruitads.com/a/e596c3a09b5e0c03d17dfc7033cc67c84bf6e712.js" type="text/javascript"></script></div></div></div><br> 2013 2013 2013 <br><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />Speed dating was last night and after a tiny almost nervous break down. Since my whole introvertness <span style="font-size: x-small;">(yup so just made that up.) </span>is stronger than I thought.<br /><br />I went it and did speed dating.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sadly their was no Hitch to confess his undying love for me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">However it was an event that I am not going to forget about any time soon. The whole experience was surreal. If you single you should totally check out 8mintuedating since they have it all over the US. Plus I so want to do it again. Just for fun cause it was a fun event. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Now onto all the good stuff that everyone has been emailing me and face-booking me about. The GUYS!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I went on 9 dates even though usually its only 8. But too many people wanted in so they changed it for this time. Now I couldn't take any pictures which killed me inside because that would have only made this post even more awesome. But don't worry, I can share my card thing with you guys. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bxCLU8Thl4/UfFHYv6e2DI/AAAAAAAAC9s/eVocU5apvdI/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bxCLU8Thl4/UfFHYv6e2DI/AAAAAAAAC9s/eVocU5apvdI/s400/photo.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Here are all my names. Basically 900, 907 & 909 where the only sane people that were there out of my 9. Besides 905 but I knew that person from my hiking club so that was kind of like a catch up type of thing.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> 900 was your typical happy go lucky guy just chillin and talking to everyone. 90</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">904 we clashed on everything he loves heat, I like the cold. I love dogs he likes cats. And that was pretty much how we spent our whole 8 minutes together.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">919 I honestly cannot remember a thing about this person.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">902 Email me or send me a private message on Facebook or Twitter since after telling my mom about this one she suggests I not post it. Let's just say I have no filter and have been watching to much reality TV.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">903  I am sure this guy is super sweet, but he mumbled and whispered the whole time and I had no idea  what he said. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">907 Actually got to make me laugh so points for him. Creepy part though when I was a freshman in high school he was a senior at the same one. So our 8 minutes was spent talking about how much this town sucks cause we have been here forever.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">901 So this was an event done by age groups. 23-28 and I swear he had to be 40. He was talking about Star Wars and remembering be in college and that was the last time he was here. And I'm like I was in the 3rd grade when that happened. That's not creepy at all.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">909 Totally the only guy who remotely fit my type,  but he is only looking for friends. Oh well I have his email address now and been trying to think of something clever to write to him and have come up with nothing. Blah.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3b3JZXa7RpE/UfFJYHGFYgI/AAAAAAAAC98/j38VTkE2pZo/s1600/phot1o.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3b3JZXa7RpE/UfFJYHGFYgI/AAAAAAAAC98/j38VTkE2pZo/s1600/phot1o.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Here is an awful selfie. I would have taken actual pictures, but its raining out and this was the only one I took last night before I went out. So ignore the messy room I was a panic mess.</div><right><img class="sig-img" src="https://i.imgur.com/nQ9RK3k.png" /></right> <br /><br />Check out my fantastic sponsor: <br /><div class="nopin"><div class="pf_ads" id="pf_24156"><script src="http://load.passionfruitads.com/a/e596c3a09b5e0c03d17dfc7033cc67c84bf6e712.js" type="text/javascript"></script></div></div></div><br>2013 2013 2013 <br> <a href="http://www.matrixar.com/" title="Matrix ">المصفوفة : أجمل الخلفيات والصور</a>