Done with Firefighter

So Firefighter said he doesn't feel a connection with me. It's good to know now than later. Of course I'm disapointed, cuz it's hard enought to find someone I'm attracted to and is also a Baptist Christian and has so much in common... arrhh well can't blame him. It's me. I get nervous and can't act like myself when I'm with someone I'm attracted to, it's hard for the other party to get to know who I am.

Thanks for occupying my Canada Day, if it wasn't because of you I would have been thinking about Mr. Irish a lot. I guess I kinda used you too? in a way?

Btw, Mr. Irish texts me on July 3, the day we went out for our first date last year. Like... WHY... why does he do that?

Canada Day!!!

I received my first text message from Mr. Irish on last year's Canada Day at around 10pm:

"Sitting on the beach watching fireworks thinking of you. Wanna go out for a dinner some time this week?"

And that's how it started.

This year... I went out on a first date with a Firefighter last night!!! He's also a baptist Christian and seems like we're on the same page on our spiritual journey. I think last night went pretty well although I was a bit nervous. I just received a message from him about meeting up for lunch tomorrow.

Let's see if this is how things start this year =)

My Graduation SUCKS

I thought my UofT Graduation was bad, I can't believe this is WORSE. Only my mom and grandma could come, not even my sister. I spend a night teaching my mom how to use the camera... and she still couldn't even get 1 single shot of me! Don't exactly wanna blame her, but WHAT THE FUCK?!!!!! What's the point of even going to this graduation.

Yes. I don't even have 1 single picture of myself. I don't even have a friend who could come, or at least someone who knows how to use a freaking digital camera. What the hell is wrong with me that no one could celebrate this important moment of my life. I picked a nice dress got up early to wash my hair put make up on... I just want to look nice for my day. But what's the point, nobody was there, and I couldn't even have a picture to capture my important moment.

Sorry about the language I use. But I'm absolutely FUCKING ANGRY, DISAPPOINTED, FRUSTRATED and I have nobody to blame other than myself.

FUCK MY LIFE.

So it had been a year since I met Mr. Irish. I'll always remember... hmmm no matter what happens between us, or, may be there wont' be anything happening between us anymore, but there'll always be a dear spot for him in my heart, at least for another while =)

A year had gone by so quickly.. thinking about who I was last year and who I am today... I can't believe it! I'm done school and I'm a certified teacher now! What's next? lotsa possibilities.....