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Post by 8807 on Oct 13, 2006 13:47:04 GMT -5
When I moved out to Ann Arbor,MI from Lincoln Park,MI(It Borders Detroit),to be honest at first,I went out with some real tramps,which made me a tramp but I met other Girls through them.One that I lived with for a Year.Now I'm not trying to say you should go out with some tramps,I didn't meet my Wife that way.It is hard approaching girls that you are interested in.When I came back to near Detroit in 91,I was fumbling all over myselfwhenI was really interested.Sometimes I would think that the most attractive Girlto me,would already have a boyfriend so I practically avoided them but I found out that alot of guys/men think that too & half the time they actuallydon't have boyfriends.I don't know where I'm going with this post,just be yourself,act confident even if you don't feel it,look people in the eyes,be a little more humble than arrogant,so you are more approachable.Be able to laugh at yourself.Soon that confidence & frindlieness will get you some dates & you'll know when you find that right person.Then look out Man.
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Post by Barbara on Oct 13, 2006 14:35:17 GMT -5
TELL ME ABOUT IT!
I mean today, well...this morning infact, i went into town and two guys hit on me and i was only in town for about half hour!
IN TOWN....WTF?!
I dont know about you guys, but when i hit on someone its usually in a bar well ok i'm not used to this sort of thing, i mean for example....im not usually awake before noon let alone outdoors.... LOL
SO I WAS ABIT FREAKED OUT.
True that.
Well what happend was, i was walking through town...and this boy of color gave me that look.... #hump# ...yeah you know that look, and he said "hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii baby" like that...all gangster style.
I gave him a wee little smile and said "hi" then rushed off.
I thought to myself....that was soooo wierd!!!
Then when i came out of the shop i was walking back the other way through town (i couldnt find what i wanted so i wasnt very happy) and this blonde skater looking boy on a bike said to me "Cheer up it might never happen"
And i gave him a wee little sarcastic smile. You know those ones where u just want people to fuck off.
Then (he had started riding his bike along side me) and he said:
"How old are you then"
And i said "197"
And he said "Oh thats good, me too"
Then he said to me "So wheres your boyfriend then?"
And i said to him "I'm a lesbian and i'm in a hurry, bye"
And i walked away as fast as i could.
Was funny stuff, it really was. Well its funny to look back on, but at the time i was like....
"FOR FUCKS SAKE I JUST WANT TO GET NEW HEADPHONES SO THAT I CAN LISTEN TO MY FUCKING MP3 PLAYER AND GO HOME"
Well thats what i felt like yelling, I suppose i was yelling it in my head.
By the way, im not really a lesbian...i mean, girls have all the same silly bits....BORING!
Anyways thats another topic for another day! #mixed-smiley-002# LOL bums! That's what I hated so much in Paris! You have guys like this ALL THE TIME!!! And if at least it would happen that it would be a nice guy from time to time who would say like more nice or funny things or whatever but no, it was always dirty bastards. And in the very beginning I was all innocent and naive and wasn't used to that at all. In Slovenia if it happens that a guy talks to you in the street it's not necessarily cause he's "looking for something", it's more like all natural... So in the beginning I was always talking with guys who came to me and and finaly realised they are talking to me only because of one thing in their minds...or better because of one thing they have somewhere else It may sound "cruel" but it's really like this in 99% of the cases. So then I realised how things go for them and that if I talk with them for 2 minutes they think I'm all "theirs". So I always ignored them or if they insisted or I was in bad mood I told them to fuck off (sometimes litteraly, sometimes in a little nicer way...it depended on my mood and how annoying they were). And then they were like "oh, you're so mean, I just wanted to have a nice talk". Yeah, right. So I guess what I wanted to say was: Bums, if you'd move to Paris, you'd have a nervous break down after one month
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Post by linwoodlarsons on Oct 14, 2006 2:50:19 GMT -5
In the years before I met my wife, I was a total whore. I had no intrest, whatsoever in settling down. Even after we met, i just wanted to score. She held me a bay for a while by the way. Next thing you know i'm sitting around by myself, she's not around and i'm wishing she was. That was 18 years ago, 13 of those we've been married. 3 kids by the way. I always swore up and down i'd never have kids. Now I couldn't picture life without those little runts.
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Post by 8807 on Oct 14, 2006 11:50:20 GMT -5
I've been with my Wife for 15 years,married for 10.1 kid.I couldn't live or even be happy without them. ...& I sure as Hell Don't Feel Like I've Missed Any Kind of Train...
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Hangar18
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Post by Hangar18 on Oct 15, 2006 1:13:17 GMT -5
my train was derailed, raided, blown up, and salvaged 18 years ago. and im only 17. funny how that works out.
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Post by linwoodlarsons on Oct 15, 2006 2:20:55 GMT -5
Get it back on the tracks.
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