It was a fun night in North Shore, Oahu, Hawaii. A night that me and my friend were just all over the place, cheerful and playful, chatting with whoever, looking nice in our cute dresses and most of all, we were getting pretty drunk. Happy drunk.
While I was on the dance floor, dancing merengue with a random volunteer, age 50, I lost track of my friend who had been dancing with a guy approximately her own age and not unattractive. Continue reading Part 46: ‘The next morning, he gave me two massive avocados…’
When I received a phone call from my male best friend yesterday, something hit me. If a passer-by had overheard how we communicate, he or she had probably guessed we would be partners. Maybe most single women my age have a set of males/friends in their life who in a way replace a boyfriend/husband. Continue reading Part 42: “… the boyfriend replacement pack.” (Why is Generation Y still single)
As mentioned in my previous blog, I decided to see if a heartache can really be cured by a rebound. Solely for research purposes. The best way to get a rebound in a blink is through Tinder nowadays, so I started swiping. It didn’t take long before I found some cuties. Including some tourists. Since the purpose was to find just a rebound, I figured a tourist would be ideal. I texted one of my matches I would be able to meet up for a drink that evening. He was happy to do so and asked me for suggestions on where to meet, outside of the touristic scene. I happened to know a really nice cocktail bar, located right in the middle of our individual locations. We met at 9 PM, which was pretty late given the fact that I had work the next morning, but I had some issues with time management that day.
Continue reading After the 70 days, part 37: “… bed bunk isn’t ideal for sex”
Why is it, that when we fall in love, we start behaving like retards. At a moment where we want to show our selfs from our best side, being in love makes us blind, foolish, unfocused and behaving like morons.
Continue reading After the 70 days, part 36: “… the way he looked at me. Shy, naughty, sweet, sexy, all at the same time.”
Recently I’ve experienced a guy sneaking out in the middle of the night after a couple rounds of amazing sex. Waking up alone in the bed, while I was pretty sure there was a guy next to me when I passed out, felt weird. Yet I like to have the bed for myself, so I couldn’t be bothered that much. It did got me thinking; Why would a guy leave in the middle of the night:
Continue reading After the 70 days, part 35: 7 reasons why guys leave in the middle of the night.’ (He needed to poop.)
Picture this; beautiful beaches, hot surfers, cheap delicious food, fine jewelry and fresh coconuts. And lets not forget, I’m single. Continue reading After the 70 days, part 34; “…hanging with their mates, waiting for the surfer-horny girls”
Tinder…. Always a topic when single. Always good for bad stories, or good stories. Let’s go through 10 emotional stages you go through while playing on Tinder;
1) Joy. Funny, all these people in all shapes and sizes. Some good looking, most not so much.
2) Shock. When you pass the occasional dick pic. Continue reading After the 70 days, part 30; 10 emotional stages you go through on Tinder.
A couple of weeks ago I wrote a post about the communication issues I had to deal with due to the use of emoji’s on WhatsApp and Facebook which of the meaning within the conversation, wasn’t clear to me. That specific post is my most viewed post of all times. Which means, I’m not the only victim of emoji-confusion, #emojiconfusion, emoticon confusion, emoticon-fusion, emoji confusion.
Recently I took a new phone in use, an Sony Xperia Z1 Compact with Andriod Kitkat. In the keyboard I have a smiley-button. The encoding for these different looking smileys is equal in WhatsApp, Android, iOs, Facebook etc. I discovered 3 types of smiley appearances so far, with the same encoding. So if the sender selects one from appearance B and sends it to you, you might receive it in appearance A, depending on your device and choice of communication app/ messenger system.
As you can tell, this makes the confusion even bigger. So, like I wrote in:
The only real solution is to pick up the phone and talk, instead of texting with emoji’s to explain feelings or state of mind.
Good luck 😀
The most popular post on my blog, and most found through search engines, is: After the 70 days, part 12: ‘The emoji-confusion. He send me the “face with heart shaped eyes”.’
This means there are a lot of people looking for an answer to the question I had: What does this emoticon aka emoji mean? Clearly, the meanings of all the different emoticons is only specifically known by the sender.
Continue reading In addition to part 12, Part 12.1: ‘… a solution for the emoticon confusion.’