BRAMA - (Boy Drama) # 1

So I've procrastinated on blogging about my "Brama" since I've moved here....

Where should I start?? To keep names out of this, I'll obvious change them to nicknames that I've found amusing!

So we'll start with "Creepy Guy"... so I met this guy and I thought we'd hit it off. We went on a date.. we talked for about 5 hours and drinking and ended up dancing afterwards... the date went fine.. there was no kissing or anything like that afterwards as I really wanted to take things slow. The date seemed promising until THE NEXT DAY. When they say a guy shouldn't call a girl for atleast 3 days after the date, I think they're absolutely right... What I'm about to tell you would probably creep you out or maybe it's jus me...

So the "next day" phone call was like this... I was in the middle of watching the NBA Finals.. I believe it was the 5th game in the Lakers/Boston series. I was sitting on the couch watching the game when Creepy Guy calls.. I thought he would understand that I'm watching the game and i wasn't concentrating on the conversation. He thought it was endearing how much i was into the game and kept commenting on the game as if we were watching it "together". So he wouldn't let me go and once the game ended.. i told him to call me back when I got back to my place... He did exactly that...

So the conversation continues... had i only of known what was to become of this conversation... i would've told me to call me the next morning! So he's asking me questions, which is understandable since we've jus met but I got easily annoyed when he kept saying "CAN I ASK YOU A QUESTION?". He literally asked that before every question he asked me!!! So i bit my tongue and told him that he doesn't have to ask if he can ask me a question and to simple ask THE question!

So he asked me... "Do you want to be with me?" "Do you want to get with me?" "Are you looking for a husband?" "If my brother had a bbq, would you go?" "Do you want to go on a trip with me?" and it went on and on...

Like WHOA.... slow down!!! I kept thinking to myself that I JUST went out with this guy YESTERDAY! and I'm suppose to know all the answers to that. Plus, get this, so by the power of the internet.. we save each other on FB.. and you can see mutual friends.. so we had about 5 mutual friends.. no big surprise.. I had mentioned to him that I was suppose to meet up with one of them .. i had asked him on the date if he was the jealous type as i have lots of guy friends.. he said No and that he has a lot of girl friends. "Perfect" i thought.. but it was all talk. When i mentioned this one person that I was suppose to hang out with.. he pretty much told me that he didn't want me to see him..

WTF??? We're not "together".. he can't tell me who i can and can not hangout with! I explained to him that we were jus friends and if something were to happen.. it would've happened already.. but nothing ever did. Besides the friend I was going to meet up with, is getting married! Creepy Guy thought that was worse.. that because he's engaged that I really shouldn't be hanging out with this guy. Watevz!!!


So anyways, my parents were visiting the following week after the first date. Creepy Guy said that he would go with me to pick them up.. I'm like HELL NO! for one thing I didn't want my parents to think i moved to Toronto for a guy. AND... i didn't have that good vibe with him to have him meet my parents right away. I made the excuse that I wanted my parents to myself... and that it would jus be a bad idea for him to meet my parents cuz then my parents will give me the third degree talk.. and I couldn't handle that.

So once my parents left... I thought that maybe I was a lil harsh on Creepy Guy and thought to give him another shot.. so i decided to hang out with him one more time jus to make sure that I'm not being stupid and guarded. So we watched the last Game of the NBA Finals and it was a disaster of a night.. for one Boston Lost!!! #2.. Creepy Guy annoyed the eff out of me on the ride home. He didn't have a car.. so I drove him home.. and sure enough.. the questions started flooding.. "Can I ask you a question?""Can I ask you a question?""Can I ask you a question?" OH EM GEE! I wanted to rip my head of and throw it onto on coming traffic on the highway! Yes, it was that bad.

Needless to say.... Creepy Guy is no longer in my life... too bad cuz on paper he was everything I thought i wanted.. he was filipino, tall, plays basketball, athletic, outgoing, can dance, kareoke's... etc etc.. but I now know that personality plays a big part in the whole dating scene. You can have the same interests as I do.. but there has to be that Connection.. which obviously, he and I didn't have.

So on to the next... but it'll have to be continued on a later entry.. oh yes, there's more Brama to come... Stay tuned!

Home is where the Heart is.....

So as I'm sitting on my bed at 12:22am on August 20, 2010.. I have the sound stuck in my head of the infamous Doogie Howser song that's played while he was typing on his computer! (Classic!!)... Anyways, on to the topic at hand....

Have you ever gone to a place for vacation and thought to yourself that you could live in that city and it never crosses your mind that the life you preceived in your mind won't turn out that way? Well, I gotta say.. "REALITY BITES".

Everyone I'm sure would like to bash the city that they grew up in and tell you all the negative things about their home town ( <----keyword)and will try to convince everyone and themselves that moving out of this "hell hole" of a city is the best thing to do. It may ring true for some people.. and moving was the best thing they ever did... but I believe that maybe it's only because they didn't have the best foundation.

Why do people say "Home Town"... because really.. that's where they belong!! The people that say "the place I grew up", or "I was born and raised" in that city.. are the ones that may not feel that they ever belonged there to begin with.

Some people may think that moving away from the city that you grew up in is not being adventurous but being a coward. Most often than not, people move to another city to forget about their past or "running away from their problems".

The common reasons for a move (in no particular order)

1. A change of Scenery
2. To get away from a bad breakup
3. To start a new relationship
4. To seek new opportunities
5. To seek a different kind of life
6. saying that they are bored and "just need a change"
7. becuase they simply hate the city.

I'm sure there are many more reasons, but these are the ones that are most common to me and what I hear.

Now you may ask.. what was MY reasons... It was #1, 4, 5, and 6....What I didn't realize in the whole idea of a new life was what exactly i was giving up. I picked up and left everything..... friends, family, stability and most of all my happiness. If you've known me long enough you would know that I never liked changed. I always wanted things to stay the same... and to be honest.. I made my life constant and stuck on "Pause".. at the same time everyone's lives around me was on fast forward...

People were getting married, having kids, buying their first home, etc. etc... while I was pretty much stuck in a life that was pretty much the same since 2001. So the decision to do something drastic was called for.... and Drastic it was!!!

I left to go to a city that had ZERO family, a couple handful of friends, and a place that a single girl can easily get broke. Sure Toronto has more sites, more culture, more places to eat.... but is it all enough to call this place "HOME"?

Sometimes I find it hard to say "I'm going home", when referring to my basement apartment....it's not my home... sometimes i force myself to remember to say "i'm going to my place".....This is not my home... my home is jus West of here in a lil place called Peg City! I am and forever be a Peg City girl!

I never once said that I hated living in Winnipeg.... i may have been bored or lash out at the city because of my boredom and maybe my problems.... but i had forgotten that since Peg City was a really cheap place to live.. i got to travel more and more... but always return to the place that I belonged to... HOME!

So now what is one to do when you are living in a place you can't call home? What would YOU do? Would you sacrifice your happiness for pride? Or would you go back to where you belong and know that the experience has made you more self-aware? Or would you stick it out in misery, hoping that maybe things will "get better"?

Life gives you so many twists and turns. life decisions are tricky and we never know until its too late if we made the best choice... How is one to know what the right decision is? Someone once said to me...you can't tell a person what not to do because you've been there or experienced it before, that person will probably still make the mistake even having heard your warning because they won't believe it until they make the very same mistake and learn from it themselves.

i think every bad decision, something good does come out of it or there is a brighter side to what happened. (or possibly a good reason or lesson to be learned) we jus have to see the bigger picture...


So now the only question now.. is what's going to be my next bad decision.. and I think it's coming up sooner than later..... Stay tuned...(spoiler alert...)