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Textual Misunderstandings – A Cryptic Post (heehee)

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Somebody (I won’t say who but his code name is a #) said he pashed on the roof of one of Sydney’s ICONs (the one where people bellow like LAAAAAAAA or LALALALALALA  in Italian and French and sometimes even English.) Catch my drift?  YEP! Can we spell risky? (yay! I did! – spell it that is.)  Dancing in elevators and pashing on icons gives this man a little bit of “Mmm I like your style.”  Intriguing isn’t he?

Well for you Sydney siders (or those who aren’t) here is a link to LUMINOUS, a little thinga-ma-gig they’re doing where they make the Opera house different colors.  TADA! (I grabbed a pic of it for you who are too lazy to check it out. ;))

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I suggested to SOMEBODY that we check it out and he was all like, “That could be a bit dangerous” and I was like, “Who said anything about a repeat performance?” AND THEN WE HAD A TEXTUAL MISUNDERSTANDING!!!

Oh boy.  [shake head]

You all know what I meant by that right?  No?  Was that cryptic?  Was it written in American?  Because I really tried to write it in NOT-regionally-dependent-English. AGH!

Here’s WHAT HE READ, “I’m not pashing with you again and I was performing/faking enjoying pashing last time.” wait a minute.  Umm … ???  But didn’t I just say … wait WHHAAATTT???

Oh boy. [shake head and deep breath – hold it – keep holding – exhale)

And they say girls are hypersensitive and read too much into things?? Geez!  He sent a text saying, “You were performing?”

WHHHAAAATTTT??????   So I sent a follow-up “No no. not at all! I meant u rumblin’ on the roof.”

OMGOSH! wowsers.  The Texts of My Life.  Sa-sa-sa-sa-soooooooo much fun.  Or not.

Oh and then today N. Syd (who I talk to like EVERY SINGLE DAY) was like, “K so I’ll see you soon.” And then I was like, “Yeah except actually we don’t have anything planned – so when will that be?” and he was like, “I don’t know because I suggested a night but you already have plans with #3.”  Umm …. WHHHAAAATTTT????  oh.my.gosh.  Well if he wants to be all WHATEVER about it let me just remind the world that I SUGGESTED AN ALTERNATIVE NIGHT TO PLAY w/N. Syd and he said HE WAS FREE THAT NIGHT but refused to “pencil me in” because I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHY.  But for.real. heaven forbid I already have plans on the ORIGINAL night he wanted to play.  Grrr.  8o| jealousy? I don’t THINK so … but come on now – what’s up with that?  (that emoticon makes me laugh btw – that’s why I use it.)

Ok – here’s the gossip from the weekend

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Want to know what had my mom LOLing for AGES last night at around 1:10 am my time (which was around 9:10am her time the day prior)??  This little juicy gossip for you.  Woot!  Woot!  But FIRST let’s dish the scoop from the weekend.

Friday night I played with North Sydney.  North Sydney who?  Here he is in 141 characters or less:

He’s hot, funny, hypersensitive, self-absorbed, ambitious, has conflicted feelings 4 me & says we’re “friends with non-platonic inclinations”

So it was great fun to see him if you consider the fact that he “shares” with me all of the time how he’s let me into his life so much more than other people – and I “get” him and can “diffuse” him and BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH – oh and he finds me attractive and enjoys kissing me (eew gross!) but we’re just FRIENDS.  Which is fine with me – really truly – but I don’t think FRIENDS should kiss.  SOOOooooo I think I’m going to have to put the X on the non-platonic inclinations.  We can be besties/BFFs and that will be FUN – YAY!  but no kissing.

Saturday night I played with North Sydney again.  North Sydney who?  JUST TEASING!  Same as above.  We went and saw Star Trek and I had to take a COAT into the theater with me because it gets THAT cold in there.  EVERY TIME.  Yeah I’m serious – I pack a coat every time I go to the movies.  And NO you sly little devils out there – cuddling is NOT an option to keep warm because 1 – we’re JUST FRIENDS and 2 – the stupid theaters don’t have those adjustable arm rests.  :)

Next up! Sunday.  After dinner with N. Syd on Saturday and his suggesting that I should give #3 a chance – #3 who? oh boy – here we go again.  #3 in 141 characters or less:

He’s hot, funny, super duper intelligent, way too motivated, incredibly energetic, older, spontaneous, and very intriguing – but a big drinker

YES N. Sydney DID suggest I should give #3 a chance – even though we (N. Syd and I) totally pashed the day prior. (pash = make out) Umm … right. ok so NO MORE NON-PLATONIC INCLINATIONS.  Grrrrr.  8o| (that was JUST FOR YOU MOM! oxox)

ANYWHO after work on Sunday I caught up with My Flattie (she’s so cute! and her BF is my Agony Uncle – SO CUTE!) and Uncle Agony suggested I send a text to #3 – yada yada yada – I ended up catching up with #3 for dinner HOWEVER because I had HOMEWORK I only agreed to meet him because he said he’d like to help me with my essay.

YES I WAS SKEPTICAL TOO!!!  Like WHAT?  Seriously – he wants to help me with my homework??  Right – and I went and saw Witch Mountain only because it looked realistic – it wasn’t because THE ROCK who is oh so hunky and fine now that he’s lean and trim was in it – no no no.  Uh huh – yeah right.  So why did I agree?  Because he made a convincing argument and happens to have firsthand knowledge in my area of study.

Dinner ended up not being dinner – apparently #3 had already eaten – WHAT?? But that’s ok because I got served piping hot chips (french fries) by the absolute most SMOKIN’ Canadian fire brigade dude.  When we left Mr. May (fire brigade) made sure to give me a personal invitation to come in ANYTIME and #3 commented that he was surprised Mr. May didn’t find a way to slip me his number.  (big sigh – he was so dreamy.)

Then #3 was like, “Come back to my place and we’ll actually WRITE your essay” and he was so super duper enthusiastic about it and I was like, “Umm it’s 9:30 pm – Yeah right x 100″ and he was like, “No for real” and I was like, “Not a chance under the moon” and he was like, “I swear.” and this is the Daisy abbreviated version of the conversation – I don’t think #3 has ever used the words “no for real” in his life.  ANYWAY – I took his solemn oath that we’d write THREE PAGES of my essay if I went back to his house.  STOP LAUGHING!!!

No seriously.  STOP LAUGHING.  And yes – this is why my mom laughed too.  Why?  Because I DID go back to his house and we DID work on my essay.  YES.  That’s right.  We worked on my essay. And then I went home.  Yep!!  HE WAS SO MUCH HELP!!!  He gave me a killer dramatic opening for the paper as well as a bangin’ closing line.  AND if that doesn’t score him triple quadruple double brownie points – I don’t know what would.

I’d say if this were Super Mario he scored a 1up – and it makes Mr. May look like Mr. Maybe Can’t Compete with #3.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Oqx2GqUvs4[/youtube]

First Day on the job xTWO – a business ~date~? Strike canceled and DOSE DEUX of D’sD’s500lbPQ

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First up – EIGHT HOURS of mind-numbing training for a purportedly sophisticated and elite company whose trainers may know less about their products than I do.  yeah.  And don’t get me started on my fellow trainees who lack very basic skills …

Next up – a little side work for a ~friend~? And NO – not like THAT.  It was just some simple admin stuff.  And then he took me to dinner and we talked for hours and then he took me home (and NO – not like THAT) and then he gave me a lingering kiss which I don’t want to read into … but also wouldn’t mind reading into.  But probably shouldn’t – it’s complicated.

Got home and had this email waiting – don’t mind that my ENGLISH uni teacher SPELLED CANCELED WRONG!!! Dude for real?  She’s an ENGLISH TEACHER!!!!  Ever heard of SPELL CHECK??

Dear All,

Please note that the strike planned for next Tuesday has been cancelled.  This means that classes will be on as usual next Tuesday.

I apologise for the inconvenience.

Best wishes and see you all next week.

Umm – wow.  Alrighty then.

Dose Duex of Daisy’s Dad’s 500lb Pumpkin Quest

Day 4 -  “Oh happy day.  I saw a root starting to come out of a seed.  A little more probing and I found 3 more seeds that had germinated.”

Day 5 – “Okay, I couldn’t wait.  I transplanted one or two plants into their new home, a 1″ x 2″ pony pack (4 compartments per container.)   Prodding of the soil tells me that many of the seeds have germinated.  (What have I done?  How will I find home for all of these sleeping giants?) ~No kidding dad!  You planted ONE HUNDRED!!~ The first leaves are just starting to emerge from within the seed’s outer shell.  It’s amazing how fast they are growing.  Within a couple of days they will be ten times the size of the seed they once were.  What will tomorrow bring?”

OMGOSH – what WILL tomorrow bring?  If this keeps up I won’t be surprised if we hear next that my dad’s pumpkins have turned his house into the little shop of horrors and I’m going to have to fly home with an ax and save my parents from man-eating jack-o-lanterns.  What you don’t think I’m tough enough to wield an ax to man-eating jack-o-lanterns?  Think again doubty-pants.  It’s called ADRENALINE.  And I’m pretty sure I’d have a bit of it.  ;)

Nighty night! xoxo~Daisy

Umm – Whaaat? Eew kissing is gross!

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HAHA!  Today I was so like “I’ll show him!” and then at the end of the night it was like, “D@@@@@mn – he showed me!”

Look the guy blew my mind with his wit and sarcasm the first night I met him and that same night after hours of conversation he ended the night with a peck – and only a peck – on my lips and walked away.  I was surprised yet happy about it – though BEWILDERED because the dumbdumb guy didn’t ask for my digits.  What?  Yeah he didn’t.

Well time went on and I ran into him again.  He confessed his dumbdumbness regret about the digits and then whisked me off my feet.  Pretty literally.  AANND he took no time at all to turn the peck from the time before into a little badaboom vroom vroom and we totally pashed.  [wait - no reprimands yet please.]

THEN we saw each other a few times and he pulled a DTR on me.  WHAT?  A DTR is a “Define the Relationship” talk where you decide if the badaboom really has enough vroom vroom to go anywhere. I was FURIOUS.  I had prevented and managed to escape any and all forms of DTRs for the past 2 years.  And then what – I go on like 2 or 3 dates with this dude and he’s asking me where it’s going?  Umm – No thank you please.  Go away.

So I told him I didn’t see it going anywhere and he was like, “That’s good because I was worried you may be looking for something and I really want to take this slow” and then he slowly faded from my daily life.  Hmm … surprise surprise right?  Who wouldn’t slowly disappear after what I said?  (let’s NOT mention how I also pushed away CC-450 by telling him I was dating tons of people right now even though I WAS dating significantly less because I really really liked CC-450 even though he APPARENTLY didn’t like me and ok? thanks! xo)

I’ve got issues!  I know!

So blah blah blah – I met up with this “wow” when I got back from holiday and he was so NOT wow.  In fact he was a total DB.  To the EXTREME.  And then FM forbade me from seeing him again.  Until finally TODAY I decided it’s been long enough and I could see him again.  :) But I strictly or not so strictly decided I was going to just be his FRIEND - a NO KISSING friend (we were always JUST friends anyway – whatever.)

Well I was doing well when I saw him.  He went in for the customary kiss on the cheek greeting but wait – hold up – he wasn’t going for my cheek – umm … what do I do?  umm … pause – awkwardness – dart left, dart right – darn darn – why did he just move when I went for his cheek?

UGH!  Look I TRIED to go for his cheek.  I did.  I promise.  But he was NOT going to let that happen.  So I got a smooch.  Which is WHATEVER because I KNOW he does that with his other friends – wait what?  Yeah – he’s like a kiss slut and NO that doesn’t mean he and I are destined to be together.

So then we had a lovely dinner.  We had a lovely chat after dinner and before we knew it we had talked for HOURS.  And then he drove me home (but in the American way which means we got into his car and drove to my house and not in the AUSSIE way which means something very different.)  At my house I said goodbye and went in for a kiss on the cheek again – because I’m strong like that :) and THAT was when he smooched me AGAIN! And THEN I pulled away and he stayed there.  And stayed there.  And stayed there.  And I was like, “Umm …”

Ok just kidding it was more like I went in for the cheek and didn’t feel bad at ALL when he went for the lips and then I pulled away but noticed he stayed so I went back.  hee hee.  I’m bad I know.

BUT GET THIS!  That’s it.  Yeah.  I know!

And then he asked me to come do some work for him on the side next week. Umm … ???      ????

Well alrighty then – that’s fan-flippin-tastic. We’ve gone from friends to friends who pash to friends who don’t talk to friends who smooch to business??  Wait – but that’s not what I had in the cards!!!  OOOH!  I got PLAYED!

Yes-sir-ee-bob I was played.

And I liked it. :)