Where do I even begin?? I just watched the movie ‘Timer’ on instant netflix and so many thoughts are running through my head.

The movie is a science-fiction romantic comedy about a device that counts down to the moment you meet your soul mate. By choice, as young as 14, everyone can get this timer pierced into their wrist. If your soulmate also has a timer it will begin counting down until the moment you both will meet. If your soulmate doesn’t have a timer your clock will remain blank until he/she gets one. 

Genius right?? Could you imagine if we knew the exact moment we would come face to face with our soulmate? What would life be like? How would people act? Would you date and sleep around with whoever and whenever knowing it was all meaningless and just in good fun? Or would you refuse to date anyone else thinking you’d be cheating on your future soulmate?

Oh, if only life was this easy!! I know I could rest easier at night if I knew when my soulmate would arrive.

But then again who wants that sort of pressure? The whole fun of life is taking different paths to discover more about yourself as well as what you like and dont like in another person. I think it’s probably the ups and downs of life that connect us with “the one”. So in a way it’s destined and in a way it’s just life taking you there. I could turn left and meet a guy and be just as happy as I would have been if I turned right and met someone else.

I suggest this movie to everyone. Single or taken. It’s enjoyable and makes you think a little differently about love. 


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Single Girl Story #5

You know what’s awkward? When you discover the guy you have been dating and talking to is secretly in love with your best friend. You have no idea about this until you see the two of them together for the first time and you realize…yup…he has been in love with her and still is. He’s using me to get to her. 

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The Ex-Files

Pimpin aint easy. But someone’s gotta do it. Without going into too much detail I would just like to say I deserve a gold star for what I pulled off in 2 days. 😉

I spent my Friday night heading to the movies to see Love and Other Drugs staring Jake Gyllenhaul and Anne Hatheway. It was just another one of your average love story movies but I’m a sucker for those and I loved it. They were both SO naked in this film…I’m sure it was close to getting a NC-17 rating. But I appreciated the naked-ness because not only is Jake GORGEOUS but it made everything so much more relatable and real. 

I left the movie feeling two ways:

1) When I fall in love will it be that deep passionate love you feel only exists in movies? Or will it be the love I see so many of my friends in… comfortable, caring, and sweet? As a single girl, I can still believe in and hope for the deep passionate “can’t live without you” type of love.

2) Are we soley put on this earth to find our other half? Why can’t one be satisfied with a successful career, strong friendships and casual sex? If we roamed the earth without seeing couples everywhere, people getting married and everyone talking about wanting to be in a relationship…would we need it? We can clearly procreate without a marriage certificate, so why such a huge emphasis on “finding the one”? I’m going to write a script and make a movie about someone who starts off happy in their life, living life independent, and in the end, NOT falling in love. We never see that. Every character in every movie, no matter how damaged they are in the beginning, always find another person to complete them. Maybe one day people will be able to walk away from a person who has chosen to live a completely happy life on their own, and not feel sorry for them.

Grade: B

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Friday night I had the most interesting dream, I had to write about it. The story of the dream itself wasn’t super interesting, but the way I felt during the dream and when I woke up was something I had never felt before. 

The dream started where I found myself surrounded by friends and family at a house party. And right by my side was my boyfriend…not my real life boyfriend…because we all know he doesn’t exist right now…but my dream boyfriend. He was actor Armie Hammer who you may know from the movie the Social Network. Yup…my dream boyfriend was a 10! 😉

During the dream, as I looked around, I realized that this party was planned by my boyfriend so he could propose to me. Once I realized this, the feeling that came over me was obviously like nothing I had ever felt before. I was nervous, I was excited, I was emotional, I was happy and I was freaking out.

We all imagine what it will be like when you get proposed to. Will it be romantic? Will it be a surprise? Will it be in the middle of a baseball game where all of sudden you see your face on the jumbo-tron and next thing you know your bf is down on one knee?  But do we ever really think about how it will FEEL?? In my dream I was feeling exactly how I assume it will feel when it happens to me. My mind was racing with so many different thoughts and all I wanted to do was throw up, cry, and laugh all at the same time. 

So there he and I were, alone in the room, and he just stood there, looking down at me, with complete love and sincerity in his eyes. He started to give me some speech, that I don’t remember, and then slowly all our friends and family started popping into the room to witness his proposal.

This is where it gets weird. He got down on one knee and instead of pulling out an engagement ring…he pulled out this patch and a pin which he called “the patch of his family crest”. He asked me if I would be pinned by his family crest. hahahah I’m even laughing as I write this. How weird is that??! Does that even make sense? I accepted of course and he hugged and kissed me and I felt this love from him that I always knew I would find one day, but still couldn’t believe I had. 

I woke up from the dream right after and I felt complete peace. As weird and corny as it may sound…I honestly felt like it was a dream from God letting me know everything would be alright. My love would come. And when he did, it would be beautiful.

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INSERT MY FACE HERE.

Oh my, this is sooooooooooo gonna be me when I’m 30. I just hope, if it is, I look as good as Kim and have as much money as her.

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Single Girl Story #4

So I’m at Birds cafe last night in Hollywood with friends. The night is wrapping up…they’ve called last call and we’re all getting ready to leave. All of a sudden this guy comes up to me and strikes up a conversation. I don’t want to be too harsh but let’s be honest… he was a 3. And he was probably about 37 years old. lol

He starts talking to me about who knows what. I was about 17 shots into the night at this point. I think he asked me about work and where I lived and because I’m a nice girl I chatted it up with him. Well before I knew it, he asked me for my number. I said yes because I just find it too hard sometimes to tell a guy no. Now what he does next is definitely a first for me. He busts out..and I’m not joking… a little black book. There are guys that really have these?! I thought this was just a myth. He busts out his pen to go with it, and proceeds to write down my name and phone number in his black book. THEN he writes his name down on a different piece of paper, rips it out, and gives it to me. His name was Don just to add to the humor of this situation. Why didnt he have a cell phone? What person of this century gets a girl’s number with a pen and paper?? My mind was boggled.

So today about mid afternoon, I get a phone call from an unknown number. I let it go straight to voicemail. Well guess who it was!! My good friend Don! Here’s what his voicemail said… “Hi Tess this is Don from Birds last night, how are you? I wanted to give you a call, looking through my notebook this morning. It was really great to meet you. So give me a call at your convenience, I’d like to find out what it’s like to be you.”

Pause for reaction. …. I’d like to find out what it’s like to be you?!?! bahahhahahhaha Well this guy is full of firsts. I’ve definitely never heard that one before. lol Oh man…just another night of living the single life. 

Single Girl Story #3

Heard from the boy I dated like 10 months ago last night. It had been almost 5 months since I heard even a peep out of him. Just as any single girl who’s been hurt by a former guy should, I had deleted his phone number from my phone months ago. I didnt want to be tempted to text him or call him and regret it the next day. Also I didnt want to look back at ALL the cute text messages we shared back and forth, so I deleted all of those too. So when I got a text from him last night I had NO clue who it was. I answered with “Sorry, who’s this?” In which he replied his name. Shock, excitement, anger, and butterfiles all came over me at once.

Not one to ever hold a grudge against a guy (which I probably should but I think I’m just too weak or too nice) I wrote him back and kept it casual and friendly. The conversation was quick and nothing to get excited about. But I am left here wondering why after 5 months of nothing, he decided to reach out to me now? Boys are so weird. They are very odd creatures. I will never understand them.

Over it

The butterflies are gone. I woke up and decided, I don’t want to have a long distance relationship. I dont even want to remotely draw myself into that again.  I have tried long distance with 3 different guys. And trust me…it never works out. So before I get carried away, I’m going to end it now. 

It was 100% my decision and I’m completely okay with it. I’d rather focus on me right now than focus on someone 400 miles away that will most likely break my heart. 

There is no better feeling than butterflies in your stomach when you meet someone new. You’re giddy…just thinking of the person makes you smile…and everyday just seems to be brighter and happier. And when you know that person likes you back?!?! Even better. 

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