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Zoey

So i decided to take a quick break from the next set of stories, and do a zoey post (upon request). She's my chihuahua puppy. She's about 6 months old now, and super adorable. However she is always up to no good, but aren't all puppies?

First Date

The big day finally came, the first date. He basically let me plan the whole thing, which was nice in a way. He picked me up and we went to Granville Island. He had never been there, so I showed him around. We went through the market, and in Emily Carr. After we were done there, we walked the sea wall to kits, and back again. We just talked the whole time. There was honestly never an awkward moment. We went for lunch to Cactus Club, and after he drove me home. When i walked in the door, i realized there was no one home, so i texted him, and he came back. I had just gotten a puppy, Zoey, so he got to meet her. It was really nice to just spend the day with him. He told me he hadnt had that much fun in a really long time. Unfortuneatly, I had to work at 5 that night, so he drove me later. That was basically the one and only time we went out. After that all we did was go to his house. At the time it didn't really concern me, i just assumed we would end up together. But after a couple times, i started to get the feeling he wasnt really interested in a relationship. When i asked what we were, he said we were "seeing" each other, and that he wasnt seeing anyone else but he just didnt seem to want to fully commit. And he would get really mad when he found out i told someone about us. It was so bizarre, he was totally into it when it was just us, but when we were at work, he would just ignore me. And he lied to his family and told them i was 18, and denied he was seeing me to people at work. It started to really upset me, and i planned to confront him about it. Unfortuneately, he started ignoring me and calling me needy before i got the chance. I couldnt understand what went wrong! He wouldnt even talk to me at work anymore. Didnt tell me why, didnt return my texts, just completely cut me out. I had never felt so hurt before. It felt like there was something wrong with me. I didnt understand what i did wrong. It had to have been something i did! All i did was come home and cry for weeks, i dont even understand why! It felt like i was falling apart. I would just crumble as soon as i closed the door to my room. Why do guys have this effect on us? I can honestly say i felt like Bella in New Moon when Edward left her. When he said he didnt want her anymore, and she would clutch her stomach because it felt like she would fall apart if she didnt. Im not sure if you've read the book or not, but thats the best thing to relate the feeling to. Eventually the feeling slowly went away, and i found other guys to occupy myself =P

Over it?

I continued to really enjoy Jay's company. I added him on FB, and he sent me a message right away with his number saying to text him if i wanted to chat. I wasn't entirely sure what to do, so i waited a few days and when i was really bored, sent him a text. He replied right away and said he had just written me a FB message saying how disappointed he was that I hadn't texted him and was just about to hit send. I was so confused... did this mean he was over it? Did my age no longer bother him? After that, we texted non-stop for three days. He mentioned going for coffee twice, but no definite plans were made. I didn't want to seem to eager, so i didn't say anything about getting together and i made sure i wasn't the first to text again. He waited 2 days before texting me and once again, we texted for three days straight. Why do we feel the need to play hard to get? It's seems so stupid if you think about it. Why cant we just be up front about how we feel without scaring the person off? Instead we play these dumb games to get people to like us. It's so childish, yet very effective. 

Jay

What is it with men and age? They have no problem approaching an attractive youthful looking girl and trying to work their so called "magic", but as soon as they find out how old you actually are, they cant help but wig out. All of a sudden you get "little girl" jokes thrown at you and a couple of "Isn't it past your bed time?" comments. Why is it that they can have a totally great time with you and then be so completely turned off when they find out a minuscule fact. Jay and I totally hit it off from the start. He was cute, easy to talk to, and he made me laugh. There was never an awkward moment. We met in the morning at a staff meeting and ended up hanging out for the rest of the day. But of course, the dreaded age talk couldn't be put off for long. I reluctantly told him my age, and he didn't believe me. So i quickly changed it and said i was 18. Then he was just confused (poor guy), but he eventually accepted the fact that I'm 15. So of course he couldn't help from making those lovely comments we discussed earlier. I left that night wondering if any guy would ever be able to look past that stupid little number? What is it about age that matters so much to them? Is it that they care to much what other people think? They just don't want to be the "older guy"? Or maybe they're just not into you enough to even give it a chance...

Confessions of a Downtown It Girl

Ive decided to change things a bit. I haven't written anything for a really long time and I apologize to those who follow. I have been super busy and I wasn't feeling very creative. I'm going to be taking a new approach on things though. I'm going to start writing short stories about a downtown it girl. This is kind of an experiment, so please give me some feedback. I'd love to hear what you have to say about her and her adventures!