que sera, sera

so i dumped new guy.

problem 1: i hung out with him a total of 3 times and the dude thought we were dating. um. no.

problem 2: he was totally boring. i think half of this was due to him being self-conscious/nervous- but that's another problem. he was self-conscious and nervous. i need someone that is pretty damn comfortable with themselves because i can't do that for you. i am me, you are you and if you're are not ok with one or both of those, i can't help you.

plus. i thought rugby players were supposed to be outgoing, social (crazy, beer-chugging, reckless) guys? what happened, world....


another thing that's been on my mind (since it's the beginning of a new decade and all)... i feel like there's something wrong with/some reorganization needed regarding the phrase "it just wasn't meant to be." this sentence has been bothering me for about a month now because it's just so.... depressing. because obviously whatever "it" is was truly wanted and hoped for and "it" didn't happen. and since i believe in fate and que sera, sera and all that jazz - my understanding is that this sentence is backwards. "it wasn't meant to be" should actually be "IT (because "it" is what is happening and what is supposed to be happening) was meant to be."

so repeat after me, folks: it was meant to be. because, whatever you're doing, whatever is happening, and whatever "it" is, you are exactly where you are supposed to be.


.....unless we're talking about new guy, because that was NOT meant to be. ;)


don't know about you guys, but i could use a little bit of both of these in my life right about now >>

oh, how i miss the sweat-soaked, haggard-hollering porters on a hot night at the stadium. yuummmmmy.

hope everyone had a wonderful new years. oh, and if you're wondering how the VS transformation is going... can you pass the cookies, please?