Yeah I know I haven't been blogging lately but that's because I had things going on, one being my roomie's baby mama been staying with us until she delievers which she finally did thank god and other things. And then I was going out of town for a couple of days to hang out with some friends and hopefully hook up with one of them which I did a couple of times which leds to this post.
The guy I hooked up with who's gonna be S from now on, was one of my best friend's friends since ever and he was like dude you two would be perfect for each other which we kinda were in a way. So I started talking to the dude and we hit it off right the way. He was the push that made me actually go up there to see my friend which were already playing around with the idea but never actually thought would happened. But we got our plans set for two months ahead of time so I can get off from work and shit. So for those two months I got to know S really well to the point we were sexting all the time and it was fun. I began to fall for him fast, he was perfect to me.
So I go up there to visit both friends and we got along perfectly in real life because you know you may get along with someone online and when you meet in person, you're like omg he's hella annoying and shit. But not with this one, it just felt natural to be with him. And we fucked, a couple of times. Suuuure it wasn't the greatest sex, it was kinda along the forgetable kind but the last guy was eh the first couple of times until we got in tune with each other and it turned to be great sex, so eh sex at first is kinda whatever with me.
I drive back home (which was an 10 hour drive) while I keep in contract with him via text all the way and everything was still perfect. Then I got home I got this text "Hey do u want to hook up?" and in my head I was yes but then I reason with my self so I called him and we talked about it and decided I should think it over seeing we do live like 10 hours away from each other and all. So I thought about it which I should never think because me thinking always leds to trouble with me.
I started thinking about my last relationship and how he was like oh we're just seeing each so you're not my girlfriend and so we can see other people if we want. So we started talking about it and I never said no but just talking lead to a no. In my mind, everything was supposed to go differently you know, like he would say I want you to be my girlfriend and I want only you, yada yada yada. I'm a pisces okay, we're dreamers and I'm a biiiiig one. But I should know whatever I dream about always tend to go the opposite way. So now we're just gonna be good friends which I'm gonna be but it's just gonna hurt.
After all that I came to a conclusion that I will never be someone's girlfriend. I been around for 23 years and I'm yet to be one. I'm destined to be an old crazy cat lady who yell at kids and talks to herself. Sure I would date some guys but they would never want to be hey let make this more exclusive because you're the only one for me and that shit. So I should stop living my life in the clouds and come down to earth because maybe that would keep my heart from breaking as much as it does.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Blast from Last Summer
At work today I ran into someone that I prayed that I would never see again. I was on the sales floor talking to one of my coworkers about something or other and from the left I me I hear, "Hi N." I look up and there was SS. He was this guy I met last summer on myspace. He was nice, sweet, and we had a lot in common. We started just talking a lot and I was really crushing on the dude.
There was this one downside about this dude and is that he had this weird fetish about play fighting. I mean he had a survey I had to take about styles and shit. It was completely weeiird but I didn't care. I'm up for anything and I was a naive virgin at the time.
So one night we were talking and I'm like hey come over. So he does. At first we just talked but slowly we started making out on my living room floor. We were at it for 2 hours until his roommate (which turned out to be his ex-wife) called asking for a ride home from work so he left saying we gotta do this again later this week. I was all excited and giggling after that. We decided to hang out again the next day and I was getting excited because I was going to loss my virginity to this dude. But like I said in my first posts, I didn't lose it until the beginning of this year of my roomie, not to him. Apparently something came up so he couldn't come.
Then after that he wasn't on that much, wasn't talking to me. I would send him a message seeing what's up and I wouldn't hear for him for like a week and when I do, he was like oh I been busy at work, yada yada yada. I'm like okay, I understand. Weeks go by and nothing. So I go to his myspace to see what's up and then I saw this message from this other girl about the survey. I'm like bullshit you're busy and deleted the fucker from myspace.
And then today I saw him and I'm like what did I really see in him. He's really not that cute and although I like geeks, but yeah...... So not my type anymore. I'm glad it went as far as it did and no farther.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
There was this one downside about this dude and is that he had this weird fetish about play fighting. I mean he had a survey I had to take about styles and shit. It was completely weeiird but I didn't care. I'm up for anything and I was a naive virgin at the time.
So one night we were talking and I'm like hey come over. So he does. At first we just talked but slowly we started making out on my living room floor. We were at it for 2 hours until his roommate (which turned out to be his ex-wife) called asking for a ride home from work so he left saying we gotta do this again later this week. I was all excited and giggling after that. We decided to hang out again the next day and I was getting excited because I was going to loss my virginity to this dude. But like I said in my first posts, I didn't lose it until the beginning of this year of my roomie, not to him. Apparently something came up so he couldn't come.
Then after that he wasn't on that much, wasn't talking to me. I would send him a message seeing what's up and I wouldn't hear for him for like a week and when I do, he was like oh I been busy at work, yada yada yada. I'm like okay, I understand. Weeks go by and nothing. So I go to his myspace to see what's up and then I saw this message from this other girl about the survey. I'm like bullshit you're busy and deleted the fucker from myspace.
And then today I saw him and I'm like what did I really see in him. He's really not that cute and although I like geeks, but yeah...... So not my type anymore. I'm glad it went as far as it did and no farther.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
Friday, June 19, 2009
I Know, I Know
I knew the guy wasn't right for me but I still regretting breaking it off with him. I know it's better off this way but that night I cried myself to sleep as I hold until a blanket that smelt of him. I know it's stupid. Completely stupid. But I can't help it, I'm just a stupid girl.
What's worst is the fact is when I told some of my friends, all of them were like good for you and shit. None of them like him for me. They thought he never treated me right tho they only heard the bad things when I complained about him..... never the good things...... which at the moment is all I can think of so yeah......
Maybe I just miss fucking him. Or just fucking someone in general. If I be a good girl, it'll be the middle of July until I fuck someone. Which gonna feel like forever but it seems when I was dating the dude it was forever between fuckings. I can make it? Maybe? Hell no...... I need sex now!
In Honest Truth,
NQT
What's worst is the fact is when I told some of my friends, all of them were like good for you and shit. None of them like him for me. They thought he never treated me right tho they only heard the bad things when I complained about him..... never the good things...... which at the moment is all I can think of so yeah......
Maybe I just miss fucking him. Or just fucking someone in general. If I be a good girl, it'll be the middle of July until I fuck someone. Which gonna feel like forever but it seems when I was dating the dude it was forever between fuckings. I can make it? Maybe? Hell no...... I need sex now!
In Honest Truth,
NQT
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Nothing.
I just got home from breaking it off with this guy I been seeing for little over 3 months. I just got through with him just being indifferent to everything and to quote what he kept telling me "doing nothing." And that's the point he did nothing. I was the one who was always calling and texting to see if he wanted to do anything and the majority of the time he did nothing. No call back or text. When I went over to get my things, he just stood there with this corky smile thinking that this is the third time she threated to do this so he figured I wasn't going to go through with it, so he just stood there smiling that fucking corky smile of his and did nothing. I asked if he wanted to say anything, he said no because I was being mean even though he did nothing.
THAT'S WHY YOU BASTARD!
What did you do when at the same weekend we both thought I was pregnant and I was trying to get ahold of you so we can talk this over? You did nothing but ride your fucking bike which was more important to me in this relationship if you can call it that. Because through the whole time, I was just the girl he was seeing, nothing more, nothing less. He even told me when we first hooked up that he could see other girls because we were nothing serious but later on he made it a point to tell me I was the only girl he was seeing. That I should feel special because of it. I didn't.
I'm the kind of girl who needs attention because you don't want to leave me to my own devices. Trust me. Because for the last month, we only spoken here and there and actually saw each other like twice and after the whole pregnance scare, I was pissed with him, so I started talking to other guys with the hint of being something more than just friendship. Hell last week I gave head to this guy I just started really talking to the day before as we were watching NCIS in his bedroom with his family just downstairs and his door open and hopefully today I'll fuck him.
But yeah, I kinda knew that nothing would have come out of this from the start even though I tried to tell my head otherwise. But he was such a good fuck that I didn't want to give him up but enough was enough. I through with his doing nothing attitude. I need a guy who will actually do something.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
THAT'S WHY YOU BASTARD!
What did you do when at the same weekend we both thought I was pregnant and I was trying to get ahold of you so we can talk this over? You did nothing but ride your fucking bike which was more important to me in this relationship if you can call it that. Because through the whole time, I was just the girl he was seeing, nothing more, nothing less. He even told me when we first hooked up that he could see other girls because we were nothing serious but later on he made it a point to tell me I was the only girl he was seeing. That I should feel special because of it. I didn't.
I'm the kind of girl who needs attention because you don't want to leave me to my own devices. Trust me. Because for the last month, we only spoken here and there and actually saw each other like twice and after the whole pregnance scare, I was pissed with him, so I started talking to other guys with the hint of being something more than just friendship. Hell last week I gave head to this guy I just started really talking to the day before as we were watching NCIS in his bedroom with his family just downstairs and his door open and hopefully today I'll fuck him.
But yeah, I kinda knew that nothing would have come out of this from the start even though I tried to tell my head otherwise. But he was such a good fuck that I didn't want to give him up but enough was enough. I through with his doing nothing attitude. I need a guy who will actually do something.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
Saturday, June 13, 2009
One Eventful Morning
Drama drama drama is what been happening since I last blogged. So remember in the last post I talked about my friend, MC, who's running away from home though to think about it's more like she's leaving home because she's legally an adult which came in very handing, but remember her? Well this post is about what went down when I helped her escape.
Anyways, let's start this story off on Thursday when she actually left home for good. Her dad dropped her off at the college she started and I had to go pick her up seeing she changed all her courses to online courses though she didn't leave then, I actually have to drop her back off at the school so her dad can drive her home acting like nothing happened. And I bet you're wondering what we did for the hours inbetween, watched cartoons though I fell asleep and she wrote a letter to her mom.
Then an hour or so, she had to go to work, so her brother drove her to work (oh btw, she can't drive hence the rides..... but I bet you figured that one out) and I met her there because she was going to quit and just wanted someone there. So we go to HR and there's no one there, so we started to go look for them or her manager all the while trying to hide from her supervisor because she was really supposed to be working. Well anyways, we didn't find HR but her manager instead and they talked about an hour because her manager was giving her advice about what's going on and instead of letting her quit, she told MC, that she'll tell the store manager that she's on leave for family problems.
All the while she was doing that I was working around the store and asking random friends of ours to drop my house after work because I wanted MC to tell her friends goodbye and plus I already made plans with my other friend, BL, to come over and chill. We got home, had some friends drop by, had a laugh, had fun, and had a good time. Even got BL's friend completely drunk. Though the only down point was the whole roommate's stalking baby mama who was apparently just chillin' outside in the parking lot for 5 hours but that's a whooooole different story I'll get to soon enough.
Well after somehow it was just me, her, and JH (roommate), at the time when she was supposed to get off work and her brother was picking her up, but there was no call at the time which was weird because her mom is super strict with her and used to call her every 5 minutes when we used to just hang out. It was 30 minutes afterwards when the calls start coming, but MC didn't pick up at once, just left it rung to voicemail.
I'm just gonna sum up all the voicemails into one neat package for you. They found her letter in the draw she left it (which I knew was going to happen because I knew as soon as they found her gone they were going to go though all her shit), want to know where she's out, she's a fool, how will people look at them now, yada yada yada yada bullshit bullshit bullshit. We just went to bed and apparently all her cousins were texting her telling if she want she can go to their places and shit. Oh and she started getting voicemails about how her mom is sick and in the hospital.
Friday morning we got up, got ready, turn the news on to see that traffic is bad towards the way we were heading, so I decided we should leave at 7:15 to get her to the airport for her 10:45 flight. So we head out the door, shut it, and then her parents ran into my apartment building from the backdoor. I was too late to open my door to make an escape but fast enough to get my friend at least in my apartment though her mom had her by her arm and backpack. I got my arm around her to keep from her mom (bullshit she's in the hospital dying) pulling her out of my apartment because when she's in my apartment she's safeish.
So her mom starts screaming at MC in tagalog (my friend is filipino) and to me in english saying how she's the mom and I'm going the friend and I have no right to keep her from her. And then she told me everytime she came to where we worked, that she saw me and saw right through me to what I'm really was, which in my head was what kind of bullshit is that because I'm not the kind of person to hide what I am, I tend to be proud of myself even if I'm not the best kind of person.... but anywho, her mom starts crying and telling her more shit in tagalog which the only thing I understood was polica (or something like that) which is easily police.
As MC's mom was trying to get her out of my apartment, I called JH because he been telling us if we need his help to just call so we did. So she texted him because one of her arms was out of range from her mom and so did I, but after 15 minutes I called him and told him to look at his texts. He was like I'll be right there. As we waited, MC somehow got lose once so she can get her whole body in and manage to get on the floor to get a better postion to not being pulled out because her mom got her hands on her arms.
JH finally shows up like 45 minutes into this and pulls me into the house so I can explain what was going on up to this point. After hearing all of it, he goes to my door and tells MC's mother, "ma'am this is my property so please take your hands off this young lady." But she didn't. "All due respect ma'am, please take your hands off this young lady or I will call the cops." It took him a couple more times, but her mom let her go and we got her into my house and locked the door.
JH talks to MC and ask what she wants to do, and she's like I just want to go to the airport and leave. And I totally fail to mention this, but we weren't able to pull her suitcase inside the house, so her dad actually took it and put in their car. But she was like it's only clothes, I don't need it, all my important things are in my backpack. But we were still afraid to leave the house because not only was her parents there, but her uncle, aunt, cousins, and siblings were all there. They brought an army to bring one small girl home. So my roommate decided to call the cops because that's the only way we can get her out safely and to get her stuff back.
So JH walks outside our apartment with the phone and calls them in front of everyone who came to get her, didn't know what he was saying seeing we were in the apartment but it made one of them run off with her suitcase in a car. Well we spent an hour waiting for the cops, MC and I stayed inside the whole time while JH kept going in and out the apartment basically showing how they can do shit to us. He even went out to smoke and started hitting on all the women asking if anyone was single and want to go out with him. Yeah he's that kind of a person.
As we wait for the police it dawns on me, how the hell did they found out a. the gate code to get in because it's a gated complex and b. my apartment number because I never gave them to them and they always dropped off MC outside the gate when she came over so they didn't have no idea where I lived and seeing this place has like over 1000 apartments with like 7 buildings with 8 apartment each sharing the parking lot I use, how in the world did they found the one building I'm in. I brought this up to JH and he told me he saw one of the maintence guys get out of the golf cart they drive around in and hop into the car which pissed me the hell off.
Anyways the cops finally show up and my roommate goes out to start talking to them. I can hear MC's mom yelling at the cops, but he was like ma'am go over there and I'll talk to you soon. After JH gets done talking to them, they come into the apartment to talk to MC. They ask what's going on and she tells them that she's trying to leave. They ask her how old she was and she was like 19. After that they left to talk to the parents.
When they came back, they explain to us what they told their parents which was that she was 19 and she was legally allowed to go where ever she wants to go and they can't stop her. If she wants to go home she can but they can't force her to. Then the cop ask if she wants to go home and she was like no, I want to go to (insert state here). Then he asked if they took anything of hers which she replied yes, my suitcase. So the cops goes back outside, talks to her mom, and comes back in, telling us it will be here in 10 minutes or they will go to jail.
We get her suitcase back minus the address card that she had outside of it. She notices it and the cop get it back to her but it also means her parent's has where she was going because we weren't giving it up to them at all. But at least the address was her boyfriend's mom's house and not his so she safeish.
Then they had to leave, the cops told them that seeing it's private property and only residents and guest were allowed and seeing they weren't either that they had to leave because they weren't allowed here. They all left and at that point it was 9 and she had a 10:45 plane to catch which if my roommate was going to go with us which was the plan wasn't going to be a no big seeing he actually works at the airport and was gonna get us in the backway so avoid her parents if they were there which was the plan from the beginning but seeing his tags were expired and his window was busted, he could just drive off in it with the cops right there so I had to drive MC to the airport with the instructions that if we spot them following us that to call airport security to get us an escort at the door because if they did, they will get arrested.
I told her if she even spots a car that she knows to call because knowing them, they could switch cars on us, but she didn't spot any and we made it to the airport with no problems. I got her check-in, her bags checked (which took forever because the person in front of us took forever), and got her to the security point all the while pointed out all the security around us and telling her we were completely safe in here. Yes, somehow airport security was a positive thing.
I got a call from her when she was in her transfer airport and one when she was leaving the plane at her final destination. Now I know she's safe from her abusive father and controlling mother, I can finally get some sleep even if it's not in my own bed seeing I didn't want to go home that night...... Don't worry I found a nice bed that came with a guy to sleep in.
Oh btw, as I was driving MC to the airport, JH was talking to one of the office people about what just happened seeing that one of the maintence people gave out our private information and she knew exactly who it was and actually saw him do it, so yeah the guy got fired right then. I don't trust the maintence people as it is but knowing that one of them actually gave my info out like that, omg!, lucky for us JH has their copy of our apartment key because he broke his one night.
So yeah, that's been going on and keeping me busy, but now it's all done, I can go on with explaining my life, but next time.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
Anyways, let's start this story off on Thursday when she actually left home for good. Her dad dropped her off at the college she started and I had to go pick her up seeing she changed all her courses to online courses though she didn't leave then, I actually have to drop her back off at the school so her dad can drive her home acting like nothing happened. And I bet you're wondering what we did for the hours inbetween, watched cartoons though I fell asleep and she wrote a letter to her mom.
Then an hour or so, she had to go to work, so her brother drove her to work (oh btw, she can't drive hence the rides..... but I bet you figured that one out) and I met her there because she was going to quit and just wanted someone there. So we go to HR and there's no one there, so we started to go look for them or her manager all the while trying to hide from her supervisor because she was really supposed to be working. Well anyways, we didn't find HR but her manager instead and they talked about an hour because her manager was giving her advice about what's going on and instead of letting her quit, she told MC, that she'll tell the store manager that she's on leave for family problems.
All the while she was doing that I was working around the store and asking random friends of ours to drop my house after work because I wanted MC to tell her friends goodbye and plus I already made plans with my other friend, BL, to come over and chill. We got home, had some friends drop by, had a laugh, had fun, and had a good time. Even got BL's friend completely drunk. Though the only down point was the whole roommate's stalking baby mama who was apparently just chillin' outside in the parking lot for 5 hours but that's a whooooole different story I'll get to soon enough.
Well after somehow it was just me, her, and JH (roommate), at the time when she was supposed to get off work and her brother was picking her up, but there was no call at the time which was weird because her mom is super strict with her and used to call her every 5 minutes when we used to just hang out. It was 30 minutes afterwards when the calls start coming, but MC didn't pick up at once, just left it rung to voicemail.
I'm just gonna sum up all the voicemails into one neat package for you. They found her letter in the draw she left it (which I knew was going to happen because I knew as soon as they found her gone they were going to go though all her shit), want to know where she's out, she's a fool, how will people look at them now, yada yada yada yada bullshit bullshit bullshit. We just went to bed and apparently all her cousins were texting her telling if she want she can go to their places and shit. Oh and she started getting voicemails about how her mom is sick and in the hospital.
Friday morning we got up, got ready, turn the news on to see that traffic is bad towards the way we were heading, so I decided we should leave at 7:15 to get her to the airport for her 10:45 flight. So we head out the door, shut it, and then her parents ran into my apartment building from the backdoor. I was too late to open my door to make an escape but fast enough to get my friend at least in my apartment though her mom had her by her arm and backpack. I got my arm around her to keep from her mom (bullshit she's in the hospital dying) pulling her out of my apartment because when she's in my apartment she's safeish.
So her mom starts screaming at MC in tagalog (my friend is filipino) and to me in english saying how she's the mom and I'm going the friend and I have no right to keep her from her. And then she told me everytime she came to where we worked, that she saw me and saw right through me to what I'm really was, which in my head was what kind of bullshit is that because I'm not the kind of person to hide what I am, I tend to be proud of myself even if I'm not the best kind of person.... but anywho, her mom starts crying and telling her more shit in tagalog which the only thing I understood was polica (or something like that) which is easily police.
As MC's mom was trying to get her out of my apartment, I called JH because he been telling us if we need his help to just call so we did. So she texted him because one of her arms was out of range from her mom and so did I, but after 15 minutes I called him and told him to look at his texts. He was like I'll be right there. As we waited, MC somehow got lose once so she can get her whole body in and manage to get on the floor to get a better postion to not being pulled out because her mom got her hands on her arms.
JH finally shows up like 45 minutes into this and pulls me into the house so I can explain what was going on up to this point. After hearing all of it, he goes to my door and tells MC's mother, "ma'am this is my property so please take your hands off this young lady." But she didn't. "All due respect ma'am, please take your hands off this young lady or I will call the cops." It took him a couple more times, but her mom let her go and we got her into my house and locked the door.
JH talks to MC and ask what she wants to do, and she's like I just want to go to the airport and leave. And I totally fail to mention this, but we weren't able to pull her suitcase inside the house, so her dad actually took it and put in their car. But she was like it's only clothes, I don't need it, all my important things are in my backpack. But we were still afraid to leave the house because not only was her parents there, but her uncle, aunt, cousins, and siblings were all there. They brought an army to bring one small girl home. So my roommate decided to call the cops because that's the only way we can get her out safely and to get her stuff back.
So JH walks outside our apartment with the phone and calls them in front of everyone who came to get her, didn't know what he was saying seeing we were in the apartment but it made one of them run off with her suitcase in a car. Well we spent an hour waiting for the cops, MC and I stayed inside the whole time while JH kept going in and out the apartment basically showing how they can do shit to us. He even went out to smoke and started hitting on all the women asking if anyone was single and want to go out with him. Yeah he's that kind of a person.
As we wait for the police it dawns on me, how the hell did they found out a. the gate code to get in because it's a gated complex and b. my apartment number because I never gave them to them and they always dropped off MC outside the gate when she came over so they didn't have no idea where I lived and seeing this place has like over 1000 apartments with like 7 buildings with 8 apartment each sharing the parking lot I use, how in the world did they found the one building I'm in. I brought this up to JH and he told me he saw one of the maintence guys get out of the golf cart they drive around in and hop into the car which pissed me the hell off.
Anyways the cops finally show up and my roommate goes out to start talking to them. I can hear MC's mom yelling at the cops, but he was like ma'am go over there and I'll talk to you soon. After JH gets done talking to them, they come into the apartment to talk to MC. They ask what's going on and she tells them that she's trying to leave. They ask her how old she was and she was like 19. After that they left to talk to the parents.
When they came back, they explain to us what they told their parents which was that she was 19 and she was legally allowed to go where ever she wants to go and they can't stop her. If she wants to go home she can but they can't force her to. Then the cop ask if she wants to go home and she was like no, I want to go to (insert state here). Then he asked if they took anything of hers which she replied yes, my suitcase. So the cops goes back outside, talks to her mom, and comes back in, telling us it will be here in 10 minutes or they will go to jail.
We get her suitcase back minus the address card that she had outside of it. She notices it and the cop get it back to her but it also means her parent's has where she was going because we weren't giving it up to them at all. But at least the address was her boyfriend's mom's house and not his so she safeish.
Then they had to leave, the cops told them that seeing it's private property and only residents and guest were allowed and seeing they weren't either that they had to leave because they weren't allowed here. They all left and at that point it was 9 and she had a 10:45 plane to catch which if my roommate was going to go with us which was the plan wasn't going to be a no big seeing he actually works at the airport and was gonna get us in the backway so avoid her parents if they were there which was the plan from the beginning but seeing his tags were expired and his window was busted, he could just drive off in it with the cops right there so I had to drive MC to the airport with the instructions that if we spot them following us that to call airport security to get us an escort at the door because if they did, they will get arrested.
I told her if she even spots a car that she knows to call because knowing them, they could switch cars on us, but she didn't spot any and we made it to the airport with no problems. I got her check-in, her bags checked (which took forever because the person in front of us took forever), and got her to the security point all the while pointed out all the security around us and telling her we were completely safe in here. Yes, somehow airport security was a positive thing.
I got a call from her when she was in her transfer airport and one when she was leaving the plane at her final destination. Now I know she's safe from her abusive father and controlling mother, I can finally get some sleep even if it's not in my own bed seeing I didn't want to go home that night...... Don't worry I found a nice bed that came with a guy to sleep in.
Oh btw, as I was driving MC to the airport, JH was talking to one of the office people about what just happened seeing that one of the maintence people gave out our private information and she knew exactly who it was and actually saw him do it, so yeah the guy got fired right then. I don't trust the maintence people as it is but knowing that one of them actually gave my info out like that, omg!, lucky for us JH has their copy of our apartment key because he broke his one night.
So yeah, that's been going on and keeping me busy, but now it's all done, I can go on with explaining my life, but next time.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Little Runaway
I was going to write about how JH found out I was a virgin when he fucked me but I have something else that's happening at the moment that I want to write about. It deals with my friend MC who's 19 and about to runaway from home. So seeing how this about fucking up one's life, I think it's fair game.
The reason she's running away I understand and it's the reason I'm helping her. Her dad is becoming abusive towards her after he found her alone in a hotel with her boyfriend. I understand why he's angry at her but it still gives him no right to lay a hand on her. So because of that I'm like pack your bags and you're coming to stay with me. But she's like no no, I'm going to Arizona because that where her boyfriend lives. That's the point where she's gonna fuck up her life because her boyfriend was putting her through hell for a couple months in the beginning of the year and because of that my other friends and I all hate him. So natural I'm against her moving there and tried my best to convience her to stay here with me but no matter how much I begged, her mind is set.
So now she's going to be leaving Friday with a ticket I brought for her because she doesn't her parents to found out because if they do, they're gonna lock her in her room or send her away. Now we're just working out a plan so they won't know who helped her out or shit and she been slowly bring her stuff to my house via her bags when she goes to school though she already have transferred over to the online courses and a big gift bag for a "present" for our friend's "birthday".
I know she's messing her life up after she just got it all straight and in order but she's determined to leave and I kinda understand why she doesn't want to stay here.... All I can do is wish her luck and pray for her safety.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
The reason she's running away I understand and it's the reason I'm helping her. Her dad is becoming abusive towards her after he found her alone in a hotel with her boyfriend. I understand why he's angry at her but it still gives him no right to lay a hand on her. So because of that I'm like pack your bags and you're coming to stay with me. But she's like no no, I'm going to Arizona because that where her boyfriend lives. That's the point where she's gonna fuck up her life because her boyfriend was putting her through hell for a couple months in the beginning of the year and because of that my other friends and I all hate him. So natural I'm against her moving there and tried my best to convience her to stay here with me but no matter how much I begged, her mind is set.
So now she's going to be leaving Friday with a ticket I brought for her because she doesn't her parents to found out because if they do, they're gonna lock her in her room or send her away. Now we're just working out a plan so they won't know who helped her out or shit and she been slowly bring her stuff to my house via her bags when she goes to school though she already have transferred over to the online courses and a big gift bag for a "present" for our friend's "birthday".
I know she's messing her life up after she just got it all straight and in order but she's determined to leave and I kinda understand why she doesn't want to stay here.... All I can do is wish her luck and pray for her safety.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
My Virginity
So let's talk about how I lost my virginity. Like I said before, I was a month shy of my 23 birthday when i finally lost it and it wasn't to anyone particularly special either. You know the whole virginity is said to be a gift that you give to someone special? Well I gave that "special gift" to my roommate. Sure I was majorly crushing on him since he moved in a week before what happen happened. Actually I jumping ahead because I should explain how I met this guy who I'm gonna call JH and to explain I gotta give some backstory that led up to it.
The backstory starts like a year and a half before I met him, when I decided I wanted to move out of my parents' house because they were driving me crazy and even though I was 21 at the time, I really didn't have freedom. I remember one time I was going go out drinking with a friend when he got off work at midnight but my mom being the concern mother she was, was like well you know you have work and yada yada yada, so I ended up not going, but anywho. My older brother who's in the navy was like hey you can come move over here with me so I was like okay. So I packed up everything and moved all the way across country to live with him and from the beginning I knew that he only had a year or so left at his current duty station and was going to move on after that but I was that's cool, I'll just find a roommate.
So that what I did. First I looked at work, seeing if anyone needed a room to stay but no luck. So seeing it's the age of the internet, I decided to look on these one roommate finder sites. First week, I got this hit from this girl who had to move out the place she was living at because her roommate just had a baby and wanted to give the baby her room. I go over to were she lived which basically right behind me because she lived in the same apartment complex that I did. We hit it off great, everything was perfect. Until the week that my brother was living and we were going to go to the office and switch everything around and she can move in with me. Yes, you guess it, she dropped out at the last minute.
Now I was all worry because I didn't have anyone, so I went to all these other roommate finder sites, put my profile up, and pray that someone would come in time. Enter JH. At the time he was living on the couch at his friend's place because some reason or other and the people he was living with was getting tired of him so they decided to help with his search by putting up his profile one of the roommate sites I was on. They found my profile, contracted me, and after looking at his profile (which he later told me was bullshit), I was like this seems like a cool dude, so I replied back. Later that night he came over to look over the place, we just got to talking and after it all he was like when can I move in. In like a couple of days he was in my apartment and basically chillin'.
For the first week he was here, he was on medical leave from his job because the day before he moved in he got ran over by an airplane and fractured some ribs which is a funny story because seriously how many people do you know that has been ran over by an airplane? So anywho, he was basically home the whole first week he was here and I started crushing on him badly. But I was no no no, he's my roomie, nothing can happen between us. Then we started sleeping in the same bed together.
It was all accidental at first. We were watching movies in the living room, had a pillow fight, basically be stupid, and we fall asleep on the couch together as we were watching Scarface. Seeing the couch is just so big, we were cuddling up and eventally his hands started moving over my body, feeling me up. And I didn't stopped him. Not at all. So like everyday after that, I was either sleeping with him in his bed or in mine or on the couch again.
One morning after sleeping together, his hands started to wander again and so did his mouth. First on my breast and slowly made his way down to my yeah...... But let you tell you this, he has a way with his tongue, omg, it's amazing. But I didn't lose my virginity then tho. After he finished down there, he got up and went to the bathroom for a shower.
It was the next morning when it happened. Same drill, slept together in my bed, in the morning, his hand and mouth started wandering, went down on me, but after he just laid back down. Then something came over me, I think it's the fact that I just wanted to have sex, badly. By then I was addicted to porn for years already, so I let my hand explore it's way down into his boxer and started jerking him off. He got to a point that he couldn't take it and took matters in his own hands and just started fucking me. It didn't last that long, just under 5 minutes, he just pulled out and came on me. Then went and got me a towel.
That's how it happened. No waiting for someone special, for the perfect moment. I was like fuck it, I just want this over and done with. And I did. Like that. And to him, I was just other girl he fucked, thought never special about it. I didn't tell him I was a virgin at the time until weeks later, but that's a whole nother story which I'll tell next but right now I got to go get ready for work. And fyi, we only did it that one time because he had enough problems as it is and I was like I don't want to be part of that mess.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
The backstory starts like a year and a half before I met him, when I decided I wanted to move out of my parents' house because they were driving me crazy and even though I was 21 at the time, I really didn't have freedom. I remember one time I was going go out drinking with a friend when he got off work at midnight but my mom being the concern mother she was, was like well you know you have work and yada yada yada, so I ended up not going, but anywho. My older brother who's in the navy was like hey you can come move over here with me so I was like okay. So I packed up everything and moved all the way across country to live with him and from the beginning I knew that he only had a year or so left at his current duty station and was going to move on after that but I was that's cool, I'll just find a roommate.
So that what I did. First I looked at work, seeing if anyone needed a room to stay but no luck. So seeing it's the age of the internet, I decided to look on these one roommate finder sites. First week, I got this hit from this girl who had to move out the place she was living at because her roommate just had a baby and wanted to give the baby her room. I go over to were she lived which basically right behind me because she lived in the same apartment complex that I did. We hit it off great, everything was perfect. Until the week that my brother was living and we were going to go to the office and switch everything around and she can move in with me. Yes, you guess it, she dropped out at the last minute.
Now I was all worry because I didn't have anyone, so I went to all these other roommate finder sites, put my profile up, and pray that someone would come in time. Enter JH. At the time he was living on the couch at his friend's place because some reason or other and the people he was living with was getting tired of him so they decided to help with his search by putting up his profile one of the roommate sites I was on. They found my profile, contracted me, and after looking at his profile (which he later told me was bullshit), I was like this seems like a cool dude, so I replied back. Later that night he came over to look over the place, we just got to talking and after it all he was like when can I move in. In like a couple of days he was in my apartment and basically chillin'.
For the first week he was here, he was on medical leave from his job because the day before he moved in he got ran over by an airplane and fractured some ribs which is a funny story because seriously how many people do you know that has been ran over by an airplane? So anywho, he was basically home the whole first week he was here and I started crushing on him badly. But I was no no no, he's my roomie, nothing can happen between us. Then we started sleeping in the same bed together.
It was all accidental at first. We were watching movies in the living room, had a pillow fight, basically be stupid, and we fall asleep on the couch together as we were watching Scarface. Seeing the couch is just so big, we were cuddling up and eventally his hands started moving over my body, feeling me up. And I didn't stopped him. Not at all. So like everyday after that, I was either sleeping with him in his bed or in mine or on the couch again.
One morning after sleeping together, his hands started to wander again and so did his mouth. First on my breast and slowly made his way down to my yeah...... But let you tell you this, he has a way with his tongue, omg, it's amazing. But I didn't lose my virginity then tho. After he finished down there, he got up and went to the bathroom for a shower.
It was the next morning when it happened. Same drill, slept together in my bed, in the morning, his hand and mouth started wandering, went down on me, but after he just laid back down. Then something came over me, I think it's the fact that I just wanted to have sex, badly. By then I was addicted to porn for years already, so I let my hand explore it's way down into his boxer and started jerking him off. He got to a point that he couldn't take it and took matters in his own hands and just started fucking me. It didn't last that long, just under 5 minutes, he just pulled out and came on me. Then went and got me a towel.
That's how it happened. No waiting for someone special, for the perfect moment. I was like fuck it, I just want this over and done with. And I did. Like that. And to him, I was just other girl he fucked, thought never special about it. I didn't tell him I was a virgin at the time until weeks later, but that's a whole nother story which I'll tell next but right now I got to go get ready for work. And fyi, we only did it that one time because he had enough problems as it is and I was like I don't want to be part of that mess.
In Honest Truth,
NQT
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