the search for mr. right? a record of past/present/future relationships and theories on love, lust and life.
BABY BAMBI!!!! <3 <3 <3
true story.
There’s a stripper pole with my name on it.
Kind of. My best friend is letting me borrow her stripper pole for the sex toy...
So obviously I’ve taken it upon myself to not only drink for me, but also for her and her unborn child.
Here’s a few sexy secrets:
1. I never do the “starfish”. If I’m too tired I will just tell the other person I need to sleep or nap first.
2. I like morning sex because I can shower right away afterwards and start my day on a good note.
3. My number is quite low because every opportunity I have had to have a one night stand has lead to me chickening out. I’ll have to work on that.
4. I don’t let guys go down on me unless I trust them.
5. I don’t like to cuddle afterwards.
6. I don’t have a preference for clothes off or clothes on. I’m fairly comfortable with my body, but clothing can enhance it.
7. I like it when guys play with my hair.
8. I have experienced female ejaculation once. It confused me at first because the sensation down my leg felt like pee, but it wasn’t. It also felt different. I don’t know what got me off exactly, but it hasn’t been replicated.
9. I can sometimes be overly talkative in bed.
10. I think I have a nicer bum than my lack of boobs. Yet I always seem to date boob guys.
When you lose track of how often you get off and you aren’t counting the days of your dry spell. Vacations are the best and I am so not ready to get back to real life.
Australians are so much fun! Especially with their adorable accents and the phrases they use.
I am a pro at scoring free alcohol. I don’t really know what it is but I don’t dress in a way that draws attention more than any other girl on a night out. I don’t really know how to flirt. I am absolutely terrible with holding alcohol down. But every night that I’ve gone out someone has offered to buy me drinks. Last night was the epitome though, with a table of guys sending over drinks for me and my table then asking me to sit with them. I need to go on vacation more.
Made out with someone born in the 90s. Enough said.
I’ll be travelling for the next little while, so the posts will probably be sporadic at best. I’m sure I’ll have much to update with afterwards because it is a big group trip with quite a few interesting characters. I’ve already decided that any itches I have will be scratched. Just need to find a partner to tango with, but that should easily enough considering I’ll be out with some of the best wing women out there!
Up by Pixar. My best friends are getting married to each other, and part of my would be lying if I said I wasn’t a little bit jealous. I know I’m not particularly drawn to marriage, but the idea of marrying and spending the rest of your life with your best friend does sound appealing at times.
I’ve discovered that I can sleep in odd 3 hours chunks to maximize studying time. I may or may not feel a bit like death right now but it’ll all be over in a few short hours.
This Thursday I will officially be done with university, after 8 long years! It doesn’t seem that long ago that I was just starting, but when I see where my friends have diverged I can safely say 8 years is a significant amount of time. Some have kids, some collect degrees, some still live at home, some are divorced, some I have lost touch with.
8 years ago I was such a different person, I had never really dated, never been with a guy, and was painfully naive on what I thought relationships were. I figure I will indulge you guys will some of my misconceptions so we can laugh and agree that I’ve come a long way.
1. I used to think I would be a virgin on my wedding day.
2. The thought of sex really scared me, thank you religious teachings (not)
3. I wholeheartedly believed that if/when I got married I would never get divorced. I would rather be miserable than to shatter the image I wanted to show to the world.
4. I held in a lot of my “passion” because I thought guys like girls that were nice and delicate. I’ve come to realize that is not me because I can be vulgar, crass, and annoying.
5. I imagined that being in a relationship would in some way complete me, or at least some sign from the universe would show me when I had met “the one”. I on longer believe there is such a thing as “the one”, it’s just what you make of it
6. I had no gay friends, and was always confused as to why it was a sin.
7. I believed porn was the enemy of all relationships. Now I can safely say non-communication and unmatched expectations are the true relationship killers.
8. I seriously thought I was an ugly duckling, and sometimes that still rears its ugly head. There’s something to be said about growing up being picked on because of certain physical traits that still haunt me today.
9. I thought being single forever was the end of the world, once again I blame religious indoctrination.