Chocolate Peanut Butter and Praline Pecan

Were the 2 flavours of ice cream I had during my rendezvous with the infamous Ute Boy. And guess what~theres actually nothing special to tell at all. He picked me up in that delectable ute of his •drool• and we just drove around town reminiscing about everything and laughing.

And you know what? All could talk about was Fireman Sam. And as I got out of that ute FS texted me! Aww!

I know I am totally over Ute Boy ! Woo hoo! I consider him an awesome friend though, I guess that's all that matters at the end of the day. And he's moving around the area I'm thinking of moving to, so I could always use an extra friend. :)

Um...

I'm going out for ice cream with Ute Boy..

Yes, remember Ute boy..?

I swear it's just as friends..

lol!!

Update in an hour

Je veux apprendre le français

I'm watching the finale of Sex & The City - the one where Carrie finally ends up with Big. It's making me sad.

I think we all have our own "Big" sometime through our lives. My "Big" was Ute Boy. I meshed with him so well. But now that I'm past Ute boy, "Big" now resembles Boat Boy. I know it was only a week and a half long relationship.. but everything we had felt so right. Like it was completely meant to be. We wanted the same things for the future..same dreams..same needs. I'm trying to come to the understanding that he was doing the right thing by me by not stringing me along. But it hurts so badly. I don't know if I could call it love.. but it was coming close. Everything was travelling so fast..but it was still feeling..really really..incredibly right. 

He texted me yesterday out of the blue - to see how I was and if I were okay. I wasn't sure how to react..I tried to keep my cool.. I told him I was fine. I asked him how he was. He gave me this long text back about how he's had a quiet New Year and stuff.. Then asked me how mine has been. I didn't go all emo..I rattled on about how my NYE was quiet, but my Field Day was "Freakin amazing, had such a great time, glad I didn't give my ticket up (I was going to give my ticket up to spend New Years day with him.) 

I didn't get a reply.

I was doing so well up until I got that text. 

I had another cry whilst watching "An American in Paris Part Deux"

Why would he message me. Does he miss me? Or is he just making sure I'm ok to make him feel better about dumping me..?

Or maybe I'm just doing alot of over thinking because I'm by myself.

I think it could just be the latter.

There's a new man in town..

And not the icky man on the train who's half full and mumbling aimlessly..or the other man who has an afro growing out of his ears..

Hehe.

Its a case of a friend of a friend.. This friend being Lainie, and her school friend, let's name him "Boat Boy"

Boat Boy I do have to say is sweet. Lovely.
Not my type WHATSOEVER..
But I considered the possibility of something going further after spending the day with him on his boat.

But..

I think there might me an underlying issue.
What I've picked up is that he might not be over his ex.. Or that he is desperately looking for someone to get him over that hurdle.

Apparently..he has like Lainie..and she still thinks he likes her to this day..but also he was trying hard with one of his sisters friends who was on the boat too.

It seems to me that he could just be latching on to a hope and any girl he comes into contact with.. That one girl out of any will pick him.

So im kinda keepin the guard up. I know he does have every intention of wanting a girlfriend. At least that's one box checked. But what's the agenda?

Anyways, he texted me for the first time last night after "begging" for my number off Lainie. Then he asked my permission for him to call me..lol..god love him. And he actually called me like he said he would and when he said he would (another box that can be checked) and we chatted for 40 mins..just general chit chat, but no awkward silences. I think that's not too much of a bad thing.

So we'll see.


Other boy exclusives:
Footy Boy messaged me asking how my day was few days back now, still says we should catch up, yet no date actually stated.

Ute Boy has finally revealed that he was seeing another girl..but doesn't really like the one girl thing..and asked me if I would be cool about it if we got dinner.
UM NO.
He was surprised.
I am so proud of myself. D* back in the day would of so lovingly obliged. Too bad fucker! Haha.

And I told Bus Boy I was seeing someone (totally not true) but it has got him off my back..for now.

And Dentist Boy. No word. No surprises there..and no missing him either. =D

Guess what

Dentist boy texted me.

But so did Footy Boy

And Ute Boy

And random Bus Boy

My past is coming back to haunt me. And at a time I'm feeling like I'm in control and over men.

Figures.

Stay tuned..

Footy Boy wants to take me out for dinner. Hasn't made a date.

Ute Boy is staying mysterious.. still playing mind games.

Bus Boy is begging for drinks.. and for me to give him my real mobile number.. Lol...!

Dentist Boy is house sitting and wants to catch up next week.

Yeah, we'll see.

Well well..

Well.. I didn't finish early like I was supposed to this afternoon.. Which sucks, but tomorrow I get to finish early instead which is pretty righteous.

Anyways.. Ute Boy is actually messaging me on Facebook chat.. What the?  Ahh.. my mind is going stupid for some unknown reason. Why?? We're just friends. 

It's annoying, this is poo. I always think to myself.. "Why can't he just like me, love me even..It would be so perfect if he just would.."

This guy is all I've ever wanted in a guy.. We get along so damn well.. There is this crazy chemistry between us.. Why does life have to be like this? 

The weird thing is, what if life were like that? How different would life be if things always worked out to our every whim..? Would we be truly happy? 

I'd like to imagine my life would play out like this..

I'd be a fabulous writer, who would also be a florist. 

I would have a gorgeous house on the waterfront, on the Northern Beaches

I would have a luxury cruiser and I would have cats everywhere. (LOL) 

I would have a gorgeous husband (In the mould of Ute Boy). 

We would have gotten married on the beach in the Jenny Packham number I have my eye on..

We would have 2 beautiful children, the eldest being a boy named Lachlan, and a little girl named Isabella. And she would have beautiful curly blonde hair and a vivacious cheeky smile. And good teeth because I didn't have to die for teeth until after Ortho..

And life would be beautiful.. Dinner parties, sailing, picnics on the beach..soccer on Saturday, Ballet on Sunday. 

And I would have a Range Rover. Ha ha.

I would be one of those pretentious snob wives. And I would love every moment of it because I would be truly happy..my life would be playing out exactly how I would want it to be played out.

Where's the fun in that though?

Life should be much more easier than this.. like one of those books that you can choose you path and slightly know the outcome of. At least give us a hint..!