I wasn't really sure if I'd see Maria again; we didn't swap numbers or anything. The one thing that led to us seeing each other again was that I'd mentioned the school I went to. As it turned out Maria's cousin went there too.
So when I walked in on Monday morning aside from getting a bollocking for not going to rugby Maria's cousin gave me Maria's number and told me that Maria wanted me to give her a call.
Wednesday, 12 May 2010
Wednesday, 27 January 2010
Lindsay - Part 2
What happened between me and Lindsay was never really able to get off the ground because I was still getting over Sarah (see other entries) and Lindsay was still getting over her ex.
Neither of us said this to the other at the time because, you don't sometimes. The problem this seemed to throw up was that we never really got round to deciding if we were a couple or not. I don't like the term fuck buddies so I don't use it but maybe that's what we were.
Anyway Lindsay was great in many ways but one of those people you briefly date, both of you knowing that it's not really going anywhere and you're both having fun while waiting for something a bit more substantial.
Of course, it's hard to know things like this and sometimes you're proved wrong, but not with Lindsay and me.
Neither of us said this to the other at the time because, you don't sometimes. The problem this seemed to throw up was that we never really got round to deciding if we were a couple or not. I don't like the term fuck buddies so I don't use it but maybe that's what we were.
Anyway Lindsay was great in many ways but one of those people you briefly date, both of you knowing that it's not really going anywhere and you're both having fun while waiting for something a bit more substantial.
Of course, it's hard to know things like this and sometimes you're proved wrong, but not with Lindsay and me.
Saturday, 23 January 2010
Pam - Part 3
Pam and I were really never left alone to develop our relationship properly, which I always thought was a shame because it had a lot of potential.
The problem was Pam's ex, who she had moved to the city to do university and they were on the same course and lived in the same house (a house his parents had bought for him).
So within the first week of seeing each other we were faced with the option of do we want to live together.
Pam had a lot of potential for someone that I would have lived with, but we really didn't know each other, so at that stage the closest we could have come to living together was if there was a room free in my house (which there wasn't).
Pam's ex-boyfriend basically started showing up any time we went out (he was good at scouring the pubs till her found us) and being an annoying sulk in the background or sit and try and be a sarcastic bastard wanker. The big problem was how do you get rid of someone like that? You can hit them (which stops the relationship), you can engage and try to come out as the funniest/wittiest (which either lets him look better than you or you as bad as him) or you can ignore him. Now everyone thought he was a dick but the wee bastard had persistence and didn't let go easily (because they were soulmates apparently) but it was nice to ask her back to mine at night and stop him at the door. If only because it let me and her hang out.
Now is where I'll tell you what our song was. She like Eva Cassidy loads, and much as we listened to her a lot, this is the song that brings me back to going out with Pam:
The problem was Pam's ex, who she had moved to the city to do university and they were on the same course and lived in the same house (a house his parents had bought for him).
So within the first week of seeing each other we were faced with the option of do we want to live together.
Pam had a lot of potential for someone that I would have lived with, but we really didn't know each other, so at that stage the closest we could have come to living together was if there was a room free in my house (which there wasn't).
Pam's ex-boyfriend basically started showing up any time we went out (he was good at scouring the pubs till her found us) and being an annoying sulk in the background or sit and try and be a sarcastic bastard wanker. The big problem was how do you get rid of someone like that? You can hit them (which stops the relationship), you can engage and try to come out as the funniest/wittiest (which either lets him look better than you or you as bad as him) or you can ignore him. Now everyone thought he was a dick but the wee bastard had persistence and didn't let go easily (because they were soulmates apparently) but it was nice to ask her back to mine at night and stop him at the door. If only because it let me and her hang out.
Now is where I'll tell you what our song was. She like Eva Cassidy loads, and much as we listened to her a lot, this is the song that brings me back to going out with Pam:
Sunday, 17 January 2010
Sarah - Part 2
Somewhere around about the time Kurt Cobain died it had turned out that being the only Nirvana fan in my year I was suddenly very popular. Strange to think that someone killing themselves is a reason why people start to like you or even think that you're interesting but that's how it was.
Being a few years younger than everyone else it turned out that people who looked up to their big brothers and sisters who liked grunge always thought I was very mature (stupid I know, and I did at the time). Sarah was one of those people and even though me and Sarah met after a few years later it still seemed to have an effect.
So Sarah thought I was great because I could play Smells Like Teen Spirit and Rape Me on a guitar (they're practically the same song and the only Nirvana ones I could play back then). This was one of the ways we ended up hanging out. We always ran into each other down the music department when she was there for a lesson and I was playing the music department's shitty nylon strung accoustics.
Being a few years younger than everyone else it turned out that people who looked up to their big brothers and sisters who liked grunge always thought I was very mature (stupid I know, and I did at the time). Sarah was one of those people and even though me and Sarah met after a few years later it still seemed to have an effect.
So Sarah thought I was great because I could play Smells Like Teen Spirit and Rape Me on a guitar (they're practically the same song and the only Nirvana ones I could play back then). This was one of the ways we ended up hanging out. We always ran into each other down the music department when she was there for a lesson and I was playing the music department's shitty nylon strung accoustics.
Wednesday, 6 January 2010
Julie - Part 4
Julie finally dumped her boyfriend in August. It was the longest relationship for both of them up til that point. Me and her didn't go out straight away.
We all tried to stay friends with both of them because one of Julie's friends had started going out with another mate, so she was a properly integrated part of the group.
That wasn't the only reason people stayed friends with her. It became clear as we were hanging out that I wasn't the only one who liked her.
The first anyone knew was another member of our group got really plastered one night and started trying to impress her with how much he could put other people down. We knew he was doing it for her benefit because whenever she left the room he was alright.
Apparently, and I'm not being big headed - history proves me right, he was trying to be like me because I was a cheeky shite and she liked this. Unfortunately for him I was a cheeky shite, he was acting like an arsehole.
He didn't end up going out with her. Julie's ex sulked in the corner and tried to get everyone to ignore her. It was childish but then again so was he. And I was starting to see that in him.
We all tried to stay friends with both of them because one of Julie's friends had started going out with another mate, so she was a properly integrated part of the group.
That wasn't the only reason people stayed friends with her. It became clear as we were hanging out that I wasn't the only one who liked her.
The first anyone knew was another member of our group got really plastered one night and started trying to impress her with how much he could put other people down. We knew he was doing it for her benefit because whenever she left the room he was alright.
Apparently, and I'm not being big headed - history proves me right, he was trying to be like me because I was a cheeky shite and she liked this. Unfortunately for him I was a cheeky shite, he was acting like an arsehole.
He didn't end up going out with her. Julie's ex sulked in the corner and tried to get everyone to ignore her. It was childish but then again so was he. And I was starting to see that in him.
Saturday, 19 December 2009
Shauna - Part 3
So with all of these I'll give you 'our song' (cheesy as that may be). With Shauna and me it started with a conversation about music we liked. I (luckily) had chosen to wear a Pearl Jam T-shirt that night and Shauna loved Pearl Jam. Though it was this song by The Gin Blossoms that became 'our song' (I already said I didn't care if you think I'm cheesy).
Saturday, 5 December 2009
Julie - Part 3
It wasn't just me, Julie and her boyfriend. There was a whole gang of us who hung out. Everyone was a bit divided on what they thought about the relationship. One guy thought they were shagging away, another thought that she was stuck up and would have bats flying out of her fanny if you ever got her knickers off (his words).
Me I thought they weren't and that was the reason for their rowing a lot. He was a real dick to her one night and stormed off. She sat there crying and I went over to console her. She started saying to me "I wish he was you," over and over, but she was drunk and upset so I didn't read anything into it.
Looking at her sitting there crying I realised that I'd been pretty hard on her and it was a jealous thing. With her going out with him, I didn't get to hang out with him so much. Now I wasn't so sure after seeing what a dick he could be.
Me I thought they weren't and that was the reason for their rowing a lot. He was a real dick to her one night and stormed off. She sat there crying and I went over to console her. She started saying to me "I wish he was you," over and over, but she was drunk and upset so I didn't read anything into it.
Looking at her sitting there crying I realised that I'd been pretty hard on her and it was a jealous thing. With her going out with him, I didn't get to hang out with him so much. Now I wasn't so sure after seeing what a dick he could be.
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