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Name: Raynette
Country: United States
State: California
Metro: Pasadena
Birthday: 8/11/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: Art(every genre), love, fashion, films, theatre, school, photography, learning, cooking, mental beauty, self realization, meditating, anything related to hawaii (my home town), walking, hiking, sunsets, beaches, tropical locations, eating, life, human behavior,writing, philosophy, psychology, making things and trying new things.
Expertise: Coming up with great ideas
Occupation: Front of House Manager
Industry: Art
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
3/11/2006
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| I hate boysI hate dating with the ego's, miscommunication, awkward moments, the status, the "talk", ALL that crap is stuff I wish I didn't have to be apart of. But then again I want a love, and the only way to get to a love is by dating. So I'm stuck doing what slowly kills me inside. I tried thinking about what I could do to make it better, but I came up with nothing. I'm stuck dating and hating it till I do meet that love.
I also notice that when I do date, one person is always giving more then the other. I am taught from past relationships that if I am giving more it's because that person is just no that interested. So the guys to follow will automatically get statused that there just not that into me because I feel that I am putting more effort then they are. This could be a problem because when I feel that way I pull away
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| I went to a bar last night withthe new boy. Had a great time :).
But then he said something that got under my skin. I wish it
didn't but it did. Why is it that guys have a better time getting
over something that bothered them then girls. Maybe I'm
stereotyping. But for the most part I think it's true. When I'm
bothered I'm qutie and I do this so I can figure shit out, to
evaluate if it's a big deal or not, if it is a big deal then I would
talk about it and if it's not then I will drop it. I think most people
, when they see this part of me think that I'm really upset or
something. But I'm not (exactly). I'm just figuring shit out in
my head.
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| all is well with a little communicationWell I talked to the new boy, and it's interesting cause he emphasized
how important that is, which it is. I am clear on what we are and what
could possibly happen. (But I'm not crossing my fingers)
On to more interesting subjects, this stupid little bug keeps flying
next to me, it's quite annoying.
I had my first test since I returned
to school , in an "actual class". ( my theater ones, don't count) I
think I got a damn C or B- ( I'm crossing my fingers) I waited last
minute to read and study. ( Note to self, KEEP UP WITH THE READING). I
also realized that my history teacher is HARD CORE. This is the level I
think all college professors/ teachers should be teaching at. We get
away with so much. Anywho, I am now going to check the closeout( I'm at
work, stealing the internet) then go to the gym..... hahaha, I've lost
11 lbs.
I believe only one person checks this page other then me, and that's
you. (Stephen) So hello, and thanks for being interested in my
non-Sense.
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| hard lesson.... hopefully learned.I have come to learn that if your interested in a relationship then you
need to take things at a moderate pace when starting to go out with a
new person. Since I am looking for a relationship I do admit I am
vulnerable and weak. I have read to much into actions executed too
early in the relationship. This only leads to more complications a few
days later. What can I say my ID took over but now my SUPEREGO is
kicking my ass. I feel like an ass, but only because it's my fault. The
male has done no wrong but take what I have willingly offered. Ugh.....
I hope I have learned my lesson. Now I take a step back and try to make
myself compose and cool. It's hard making ones skin thick when deep
down I sit and shiver.
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| Life is a movie with many climaxes and not always a happy ending.
I want to meet a great guy. I want to be in love.
added on 9/30
I want to continue working on making me a better person. Boy and love ( they can wait, cause I'm no longer)
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