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how's your love lives?
but i didn't and it turned out she had a boyfriend and he was in the room so it might have been awkward if i had. she let me put my arm round her and everything though, and like she basically sat on me, so i was left confused.
I remember pashing a girl I knew in a club once, while her boyfriend was sitting next to her. Just leaned in all of a sudden and pashed her. I *think* (hope) whatever it was we were talking about serve as a loose context/pretext for doing so...
At any rate, I didn't realise the guy next to her was her boyfriend until another friend told me just after I kissed her. He didn't react at all — no insecurities on him, I guess.
Boring story made more boring by too many boring words. Here's an interesting fact as compensation: "pashing" is Australianese for "snogging".
They said all of the right things. Including tashing on and being mortal.
so it is.
*like most geordies
bit of a risk to take though.
I liked the story, it must have been confusing to be a part of.
that would've been confusing, that's what i meant
unless we count imaginary ones then I'm having a lovely time with my pretend imagination boyfriend. We'll probably go travelling together for a few years now, then buy a boat and bum around making a living from taking tourists on glass bottom boat rides. Then we'll get a pet slow loris or something and never come home. I love imagination boyfriend.
I don't really care about, or at least care enough about, relationships anymore (except imagination boyfriend, obvs).
at least you got to break up with him though. Obviously i've never done anything like that, but i bet you feel weirdly invincible afterwards, like you could be dictator of earth or something if you could be arsed cos you're so RUTHLESS.
Or maybe you just feel sad, idk. You might as well get something from it though right, and most people don't get to feel like a hard bastard every day
I know what you mean, though. although I think my personal malaise isn't confined to not really caring about relationships and that.
Though heading up to Auckland in a week to see the Bad Boys From Oxford and Chris Martin & the Lads and there's someone up there that I could possibly rekindle things with. Not really bothered though, don't want to really go with expectations. Recently came out of along distance relationship and I'm not to keen to go through that again. I've kind of lost the ability to trust after that experience. Which is silly, I know, but can't help it and would rather not get too close atm.
but let's not rush into things eh?
don't want to hurry things, so I'll keep it pretty 'flat' for now in case I get hurt.
Good to hear things are looking up your end.
at exactly rhe same time I find myself with a few potentials who are all really nice. But like I asaid couting, chickens, hatched.
Although I didn't go out with Mr OKC last night, deciding to take the advice of friends who ssaid two consecutive nights together was OTT. And I'm glad I didn't :)
(I am seeing him tonihgt instead.)
TAKING IT SLOWLY.
He's sending me filth via text.
well, it feels like that anyway. I have a boyfriend again. Probably considered too soon since my last relationship but I really don't care. I'M THIS HAPPY.
Enjoy it to the full
without wanting to sound like an indie bedwetter, we were lying in bed on Sunday afternoon and I felt so happy I thought I was going to cry. I didn't though, so it's okay.
I've got a date on Saturday and we're probably gonna snog in the cinema like we have never done before ever.
thinly-veiled i can't sleep post
not being able to sleep is a cunt
cut alcohol, tea and coffee out completely. reguar exercise in the evenings. no computers, telly, music etc for the couple of hours before bed. horlicks.
course, whether you think sleeping a bit better's worth giving up all of that's a different point altogether.
I'm sleeping like a baby these days. try and do a 1 mile run every night before bed, then a VERY hot shower.
Whenever I go for an interview they always seem to ask *What is your most embarrassing moment?*
Fucking stupid question. What are you meant to say?
Tales of getting so pissed you couldn't open the front door and slept outside or 'I was really ill in Tunisia and shit myself whilst throwing up' hardly seem fit for recollection in a formal getting (especially where you are meant to be impressing someone).
What job are you going for, a clown?
It may only have been once or twice really but because it was such a stupid question it has stuck in my head.
it's a shit question so they get what they deserve
Then I got the flu and was off work for a week. If this is what happens when you live with a special lady friend, then maybe I should kick her to the kerb (not really, i'm actually really rather fond of her!).
i beat her at trivial pursuit twice and cluedo once so it's good
she hasn't seen me yet though.
but I dreamt last night that I was hanging out with the girl I had major unrequited feelings for in Uni, and we were having a really nice dream time, then she dream pulled her chair up to mine (for some reason, we ended up sat on chairs) and dream leaned against me.
so I dream put my arm around (which was dream fine), but when I dream leaned in to dream kiss her, I got dream rejected.
what does this say about my self-esteem?
Dream stories are the worst.
and we sat in First class with them.
Me and someone else.
Harsh Noise Mumford.
but I think you should JBHFR
But in a good way!
YOU KNOW IT.
I also know who else you fancy. yes.
Who else do I fancy? I probs need to know this.
I've been better recently, I think. Maybe.
Someone told me they're going to marry me the other day, so it'll be fine either way. As long as his girlfriend doesn't mind, of course.
I'll tell you at the weekend who you fancy. Come to The Union on friday night and I'll give you soemthing else to fancy. TIMMY.
Genuinely want to know?! 200 miles away approx?
Ah yes. Most of them, in fact.
I can't stop thinking about my mates girlfriend. Desperately in need of a crush transfer to someone else.
More in a sense that you're my life guru though. It's not really proper to have a crush on one's guru.
Plus I like women.
Its going to make me broke an friendless again for a while. Been there, done that too recently.
which means you can pick where you want that to happen. and THAT is fucking amazing. Choose where you want your life, pick new friends, and only keep the old ones worth keeping. Make steps in a career without any ties or pressures (except for earning at least something obviously).
You've got this.
I'll shut up now.
her bike helmet looked like a climbing helmet, which I wittily pointed out.
it was like beautiful music pouring out of her mouth, you guys.
Then we discovered we were both English (well, she was Australian).
That was fun. We were really drunk. Our French mostly consisted of shouting LE VIN ROUGE at each other.
I didn't half get some FLACK for it.
Married for 10 years. Seem to get on ok most of the time. Thanks for your interest.
Never bring a wasted bloke home with you. They'll be too drunk to do anything. And the next morning they'll be too hungover.
she suggested another date i was like cool then the day before the date she asks to reschedule and im like cool let me know when and then she didnt text back. I assume its a brush off which is weird as we got on great. Should i just forget about it or text her?
Women like to be persued. Not in a creepy way, in a prince charming way. Don't listen to what women think. They don't know what they want. It's well seasoned men who know what they want.
Sexist? No. True yes? Bore off with the inevitable protests this will get. (If read).
if she can't be specific about a time/place or when the time comes to bails again THEN i would just leave it
I think I'm a bit mean.
at our big annual work conference (boring stuff during the day, meal, free bar, stop-over etc). After diiner, I started chatting to to this lovely-looking lady on our table. Talked to each other non-stop for 5 hours. It was one of those moments where everything else going on in the room is just background static, totally focussed on one another. Walked back to rooms together at 2am, kiss goodnight, nothing more......... she's married :(
I woke up the next morning glad that nothing did happen, and happy that I'd spent some time with a beautiful lady.
It's bloody frustrating though
The one who got away
Do they genuinely forget themselves for an evening, and get wrapped up in the pretense that they're free and single again? Or is it a more cynical way to get an ego boost, feeling wanted/attrative etc?
I really don't know.
and also part of the fact that spending time with someone is not a means to an end, it's just an end. a good thing to do.
which would make me feel great... but ultimately sad. Alternatively, she might just have fancied an ego boost and not felt like I did, which would make me feel disappointed... but ultimately sad.
I need to find myself a single woman.
that both are true. it's a shame that people do it but it was you and i'm sure that even if she did want an ego boost then she would look to get it from someone she thought it was worth it from, ie, someone she didn't find repulsive.
hard to accept that you can't spend any more time with someone if you really like them, though. Even if it's more philosophical to be accepting.
rather than having not happened
I still smile when I think about it.
now go forth and find yourself a total fox to ruin
It's fucking boring and lonely and I thought it'd be good
I don't like looking at an omelette's cock and bollocks
piece of cake
Got chatting to a lovely lady, got on really well, got quite flirty. Maybe an hour or so into conversation she explains that she has a talent to accurately find people's nipples, even through coats and whatnot. She locates mine pretty quickly, and then encourages me to find her nipples.
At this point there's no getting around the fact that I have to be imagining this very attractive girl naked, in front of me, to be able to accurately predict her nipple location. I get one right, and one very close, which she moves my finger to correct. A minute or two passes and we're still pleasantly chatting, with my fingers on her nipples.
We flirt some more before she interrupts, grudgingly admitting to having a boyfriend.
That's how my love life is today.
(I also think I might fancy one of my housemates, though that may just be because I don't fancy anyone else at the minute)
also ffs, i mean fair enough i guess flirting with someone even if you're in a relationship (to a certain degree obviously) but actually getting someone to touch your breasts? TOUCHING BREASTS IS SEX!
That being said, I'm not the kinda guy to split people up or anything. Inadvertently did that once before, didn't end well for anyone involved...
Just imagine all the lecherous fuckers that'll be finding her nipples at next year's parties, while you're at home watching HIMYM re-runs.
I think that episode was pretty self-contained; I'm not expecting any further contact.
As a gentleman you stopped before being overcome with lustful urges. I was more trying to make a general point about SLUTS
My point was that if I'm NOT a letch, and I'm standing there, fingers on nipples, then imagine what goes on with those who ARE letches.
We're in agreement.
i just mean if she wants people finding her nipples what does it have to do with anyone else?
She was more interested in where I thought they might be.
years ago a girl let me touch her breasts when i had a girlfriend and my girlfriend was like, yeah whatever, go for it. that was good.
before long you're brushing her hips with yer lips.
was when a girl, who I knew from last year because we lived in the same hall, grabbed my dick. We were sitting down, and she just grabbed it in front of everyone. I wasn't really expecting this and didn't really react, although acted casual about it. She then sat on me and then when we all seemed to be heading off to town I said I'd go and put on a dress shirt. She then took me to my room, shut the door, picked out a shirt then lay on my bed. Took the hint then. Ended up sleeping with her. She had a boyfriend. Not proud of this at all, and yes morally it is screwed up, but I think you have to remember that it was her that went out of her way to try and sleep with you. If it wasn't you, it's likely she'll go out of her way to find someone else to satisfy her needs. As ridiculously shallow as that all is.
no matter how exciting the sex, there's going to be an emotional avalanche at some point and that's generally a no fun scenario.
you clearly screwed up.
Yeah fair enough. But if you were confused by her actions, her intention was to get you to put your penis in her vagina. Doesn't matter if she told you about her boyfriend. That's her get out / don't want to look easy card. She'd already set up an open goal.
I could put it in more romantic terms but you know. WHY BOTHER.
he did all my dirty work in ruining c_r in another thread. beers on me, man
I'm a regular stand up guy.
I wouldn't say I screwed up, as my intention was to have fun at a party. And that I did. While I was a bit gutted this girl was taken, I hadn't planned or aimed to sleep with her.
What you're saying makes sense, though I would've thought if that were the case then she had screwed up, as she wanted my penis in her vagina and didn't get it.
I would also say that her explaining she had a boyfriend being a 'don't want to look easy card' is ineffective as most people will back off at that point. But then I guess that added to her screwing up.
Let not the bants rustle you.
If you've got your fingers on her nips like some kind of pervy E.T. within an hour of meeting you.
And the larger point is that while fun was had all round, this is the extent of my love-life right now.
Entertaining, and odd, but ultimately fruitless.
I'm just reading the clear as a bell signs.
If anyone thinks she didn't want to have sex then they may as well never bother leaving the house again if they can't read signals so obvious.
I'm not sure what the argument is here...
Still continuing to build people's expectations up and then shatter their hopes and dreams.
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