Hayley meets Boy





I have also been M.I.A and not because I've been dating loads of boys.  Hashtag dry spell.  But I have noticed a pattern...

 



Boy adds Hayley on Facebook

Boy chats and flirts with Hayley on Facebook

Boy likes Hayley's banter but doesn't ask her out

Boy gets in to a relationship but not with Hayley 

Boy deletes Hayley on Facebook (cheers)

Boy gets single

Boy re-adds Hayley on Facebook

And repeat

YAY! xx



 

Amy's August Date(s)

Yup, this one got two dates. Almost unheard of. 

We meet for a drink which started off with THE most awkward 'are we just kissing on the cheek, or are we hugging aswell' situation of ALL time. We managed to recover from that quickly and were pretty chatty with each other. I'm driving but he's drinking steadily... I'm guessing he has a few nerves? As we seemed to be getting on well, he suggests we go somewhere else for dinner. 

We bump into some of his friends, and he looks pretty embarrassed. They then decide to sit opposite us, and wave at us and text him for the rest of the night. LADS.

My favourite thing about this guy is how much he laughs- especially at my shit jokes. At one point he's crying with laughter, and I feel pretty goddam smug about it. I give him a lift home, and he texts me a couple of days later asking if I want to do it again.

The next week we meet for another drink, and he starts the nervous drinking again, but this time I'm doing it too. We end up drunk, as he downs his drinks and demand that I keep up with him. We find out we have the same birthday, and he says 'at least when we're together, i'll never forget your birthday'. Awks. What the fuck. 

On the way home he makes a bold move and puts his arm around me, year 7 style. Year 7 or not, I'm still pretty scared of it. Apparently I don't react very well with successful dates, and I get the hell out of there as soon as I can. He's a lovely guy, and nearly ticks all the boxes. But I don't fancy him. Probably because he's not an absolute bellend. 

Amy xx

You know he's a keeper when he comes back from the bar with pork scratchings.... 

Amy's July Date

I'm gonna say that I didn't have a date in June because I was just so damn busy with birthdays and social plans, and getting a new job etc etc. That's clearly the reason. 

July was looking very much the same way until I got asked out on the 31st. Lucky. I said yes to this guy because he's local to the new city I work in, where I know nobody. He said he'd show me around and we could go for lunch- Which would be lovely if we weren't in Basingstoke. 

I met him in the delightful town centre, after about half an hour of him directing me over the phone, and we went to a restaurant for some food. 

One of the most attractive qualities about him is that he's a fireman. That's so fucking hot. (No pun intended) I start to ask him about it but I don't really get the reaction I expected, as he tells me he doesn't really want to talk about it. Brilliant, there goes ALL of my conversational content. 

Somehow, we end up deep in conversation about his best friend dating a prostitute. It's the most interesting thing we speak about for the whole date, and he ends up showing me her website where she lists her services. We talk about how her boobs are wonky, and I ask him what 'snowballing' is. I wish I hadn't asked, I can't finish my pasta. 

He's a good looking guy, I just REALLY wish he didn't have a tattoo of a turtle on his leg. Yes, a TURTLE. 

 He paid the bill, and said that I 'can pay next time, *wink*'. Hmm. Second dates aren't really my thing apparently. 

Amy xx