I Just Have To Tell You...

*Uncorks a bottle of Rose and takes a swig from the bottle...*



I've never been lucky with guys, and its funny I say that because in my group of friends I'm the first one to bag a date when I want it. Modestly speaking, I've never had an issue with being approached by guys, dating guys, going on dates, dinner, cinema, events... Whatever, it’s never been a problem with me. I'm a very confident person, I have to be... It’s a big part of my job. But I've never been lucky with guys, like I've never been in a actual relationship, or one that's lasted on that note...

*Decides to be civilized and pours wine into a glass*

Question Mark Guy #6
Profile Name: Never On My Case...
Age: 22

I rarely, and when I say rarely I mean it’s unheard of for me to become attached to someone. It’s not like I'm some ice queen or put my heart in the freezer on a daily or nothing is just I've never really had time to think about what I really need in a guy. Sometimes I feel that I get so busy I don't have the chance to sit back and evaluate what I really need. I find I almost tend to go for everything I want to give me that instant boost like some 'Relentless' Energy drink that will last me a few hours keeping me going for the time being, rather than sit down to a home cooked meal that will last me the whole day... Am I making sense?

*shuffles on sofa to get comfortable*

Ok, let me give you an example... This story has been sitting in my notes for my blog for about two months now but I've never really come to terms with whether I wanted to write about it... Oh well... Anyway...

*clears throat*

Imagine chemistry between two people that was so crazy you'd think that they reinvented science... (Don't watch the cheesy line). Man I’ll tell you the way me and this guy got on it was mad, I'd never really had that kind of (hate to be cliché) connection with someone before. Now I have a versatile personality and I tend to get on with everyone anyway, but this, this was different, it felt different, I really liked him. Really liked him. Its almost hard for me to admit it but without going on too much about this nonsense saying how we moved the planets, stars and rocked the universe and all that.(LOL sorry but I actually thought that sounded funny) I just really felt like there was a bond between me and this guy. Any guy can text my phone or call me or email me or tweet me along with the other 200 ways you can get in contact with me, and I won't care less, they're all irrelevant to me. Unless its business I don't really give too shits and all of my friends know I’ve had this head strong attitude for a while. But from the time I met this guy I just couldn't wait to be around him again. I felt so comfortable around him. I could be silly and have a laugh and crack my really not funny jokes with him and he'd laugh AT me... But to me he was still laughing and that's what sorta made me happy. The fact that I could please him. When I was with him I almost found myself trying to make him or keep him happy and that made me content while doing so.

*sigh*

But that's not it... Oh no... The way this guy would make my heart skip a beat by the way he touched me was crazy... He would hold me up against the wall hold my neck and kiss me like no ones done before, *Mmmmmm* he had the softest lips I could kiss for hours, the most amazing tattooed chest and body. Ahhhh man! This guy could kiss my neck and send shivers down my spine even while I'm on my way home and not with him. Just the thought of it now is making me quiver. Now without getting too xrated and making you lot #pausefororgasm or whatever, he was a lot... I loved being around him I loved cracking jokes with him, I loved talking to him, I even liked speaking to his mum and spending what time I could with his little brother and the two most adorable sisters who sort of remind me of my own. But from the time I stepped out of his front door, got home and went to sleep I knew we wouldn't talk again for another week or two. And that's what our relationship was like. I developed this genuine care for him out of... Well an insignificant relationship. Obviously, it never started like that but that's how it ended up a few months in...


Me and this guy, we were never in a relationship, to be honest till this day I don't know what it was... But for the sake of the blog ill keep things simple and say we were dating. We were dating for a while, and from the time we met we connected but if I think about it now, and being quite honest I was kinda a booty call…




#JustSaying I won’t front and ill be the first girl to admit that I have been suckered into being one LOOOOLOUDER! Ok ill tell you why, well… he would never call call me! EVER I used to make effort to call him etc… but then I gave up coz he never returned the favor and called me, oh but he did however use to message me on facebook! One sec let me hold the story there for a moment while I Laugh Out Loud At Myself… *cough* yeah he would only converse with me through FB and I mean I know he’s on T-Mobile and I’m on Orange but give the five day pass a rest right? Anyway yeah so our only conversation was ever through FB and to make matters worse… oh no it doesn’t stop there… it wasn't until like a few weeks into 'Dating' him that I kinda found out he was basically bum chums well best friends with a guy I dated the year before... #pause… from the time I found out I had all sorts going through my mind... There's this guy that I get on with so well and he turns out to be friends with this guy I was 'seeing' the year before... Now if it hasn’t quite sunk in to your minds about what has happened imagine this scenario in your head... close your eyes and imagine two guys (girls, for the guys reading this post) that you went out with... now imagine you seeing one of them in a rave, they have come over to you to say hi and see what your saying, until the other person comes over to hand your guy a drink... you look up and it turns out it was another guy you went out with... #pause so they have basically turned up together... and you didn’t know they were friends... WHAT WOULD YOU DO? No No not what would you do... but what would you say? It’s not the easiest thing to come out with if they ask how you both know each other... Be honest! That’s a 'grab your coat and hide in the cupboard Harry Potter Stylee' kind of situation... TELL ME IM LIEING!
Now let me tell you how I found out they knew each other... I was talking on the phone to the guy I was seeing the year before about something until I hear a voice in the back saying...' Is that Zanna?'... This is how I felt…



He passing the phone to my guy from him to say ‘Me and you need to talk’ now I already knew what we ‘Needed to talk about’ when he said those words but you know how you have to dumb yourself down abit…

Anyway, long story short he didn’t talk to me about it until like ages after but when we did talk about it he said it was cool… and the past is the past #pause now maybe I should have cut it off myself coz alie if you was in that situation you would right? Coz to me, I found out when he found out so who was to go first and say whats what? Anyway I liked him a lot so for some next unknown universal reason it didn’t raise my eyebrows into why he said it was cool… *rolls eyes*.

Well ill speed the story forward a bit. He would always drop these bottomless comments like, im going to make you m girl soon and the should make more girls like you etc etc..

*yawn*

Anyway he would feed me these sweet nothings and id fool for it… #TWAT


Anyway it was his birthday and I got him tickets to go see Joe perform with Natalie Williams at Ronnie Scotts, for valentines. Cutting this short I didn’t go with him coz I felt he was going on like a bit of a dickhead, but when I told him a week later he went into a bit of a strop and we had a lil argument I got abit teary eyed and went home… now on my way home I text him ‘I feel like I’m in love with an arsehole’ now if you know me well you will know I hate being mad or holding grudges so ill crack a dumb joke to break the ice. Except he didn’t find it too funny, and he messaged me from his good friend Facebook to say are your serious your in love with me… now obviously I wasn’t but I’m not sure what broke him more, the fact that I was saying it was a joke (even though he was probably thinking thank God) or the fact I called him an arsehole.

Anyway moving on… to break the ice again *rolls eyes* I asked him what are you doing in 2 weeks now I didn’t want to say what it was for but he said I was going on funny and said to me we should leave it their so I said cool. But what I was going to do was take him to see Omar at Ronnie Scotts coz I felt bad about being a bit of a bitch for valentines. Well in the end I took my friend Lyton @_letterL because I felt he would appreciate my time and company a lot more than this dude. And I’m glad I took him coz Ronnie Scotts is one of those places I don’t introduce anyone to unless I feel they will respect it, its just one of those places that is special to me.


Well the reason I decided to write about this because this happened earlier in the year is because he started talk to me again and I was thinking to myself do I really want to go down that road again? I do like him but ergh! He made me feel like sucha twat! And I don’t have time fi dat…

I miss the times we had but should I go there? LOL!!!!! Anyway on to the next one….

Men. Things I like to call "Odd Creatures Of Society". Now I know myself that I hold my own, I have my own business, I handle business, I mind my own business not to mention I do my bit for my peoples when I can. Personality? Love! Don't mind that other gal there... I'll keep you entertained for yonks... The Gemini way! BUT, lets be honest, you OCOS's are as much as I hate to admit it, you are needed. Well this is the way I look at it. Guys you can go down to the nearest blockbuster rent a DVD of catwoman, layout the cocoa butter, watch Halle Berry move and give your left hand the only exception of knowing what your right hand is doing... get the jist? Maybe for the contained few that are a lil more extrovert, will buy a 50p melon from Lidl cut a whole in it, stick it in the microwave for 60 seconds and enjoy the cheapest hooker ever! But now us women, and I'm speaking for the majority as obviously there are a few sidewinders in there... But us women can hardly put on Sky movies or Film4 watch Jamie Foxx in Dream Girls, stick a finger up our fannies and moan. So I suppose if I'm being honest your are there to fullfill needs we cant give ourselves, and no I'm not just talking sex, I'm talking about all the soppy shit that you guys find so difficult to do. Like send a text on the odd occasion, or call once in a while to say hi, go out etc.... Even share stuff that you wouldnt really wanna tell your Breadbin (I've spelt it like that because I can) that lives a few doors away from you (but anyway thats another story). But coming back to the plot now... Guys you're all there for a reason right? but really and truely I don't have one clue why this guy was floating around like a bee round a honey pot...


Question Mark Guy #5
Profile Name: Stalker Line 1
Age: Lord Knows

Ok, so from the beginning I was on twitter one day, just minding my own, until Industry hater pressed a button in his small little brain and decided to go at me on this "Every girl in the industry is a whore/slut/skank, and sleeps around to elevate their career" tip with me. FAAAAAAAACK OFF! To be honest he didn't strike a raw nerve because if that was true I would have shagged Chris Lighty when we met, knocked myself up, bribed him and got rich along time ago... I would have 'elevated' myself so much I would be living on Miami Beach, with a fine brudda working for Nikki Minaj consulting her on how to 'elevate' herself and her career. INSTEAD, I'm stuck in London (and I mean that in the nicest way possible) grafting the same way every one else is... The paying taxes way... So while I'm reading books like "Grab yourself a Millionaire husband" and "Change your life in 7 Days" I'm thinking, did the person who wrote the first book even grab themselves a millionaire? And did the author of the second write the book in six days like God created the earth, rest on the seventh and hand everything over to their agent to handle all the dirty work and watch the money come in? Either way, the books haven't done anything for me so do I get my money back?
 
Moving on, after having a bit on cheap banter on twitter with Industry Hater (I.H) a few weeks went by where he kinda left me alone, not that I cared, I mean it was entertaining for a while until... (I'm sorry bubs but I have to mentio you coz you are sort of part of it) Silvar was having a conversation about me to I.H, I don't know the specifics coz I didnt see the full convo but out of no where I.H gives Silvar my number openly on twitter like its a retweeted quote off Rev Runs Wisdom... AND THEN just for his own spice, he decides to tweet my number again saying contact Zanna for PR yadda yadda yadda. FOOL. Now I didnt see this message until two hours AFTER it was posted. Pause. So by the time I checked my phone I had like 14 direct messages from friends telling me, LORD KNOWS how many people retweeted it and masses of tweets from people saying how much of an asshole he is, it wasnt until I scrolled all the way down when I found the Pussy Popper had Posted my Private number up in Public... PRICK. After my phone had nonstop no ID callers throughout the night I turned my phone off... 
 
Anyway, if your thinking is this blog about I.H? Nope, But I am getting there... OK so after his little run, I got this friend request on facebook but I didn't think it had any sort of connection with twitter. When I write things on twitter it get posted straight to facebook, and this guy that I had excepted on facebook started commenting on every single status that was on my FB. Now I didnt think anything of it not even when he went through all my pictures and commented on them too... I mean there are people out there that do that.
 
Anyway... I didn't think anything of it, I just ignored it, I never said anything back to him, even when he started to send me stuff like this...
 

I thought I'd start the new year off with a question mark guy story that may make you laugh or may shock you a bit but well wait and see...



Question Mark Guy #4
Profile Name: Double Ditch
Age: At the Time: 14 ish (WAIT don't hold your breath lol this is a old story!)

Now we are going back a goooooooood few years! Way back to when I was in school doing my GCSE's when:







The next day I got up and made a propa effort, from what I can remember I wore jeans I cant remember the full details not that you care but I do know I put on this cute little brown shoes with a small heel on, I loved those shoes lol anyway yeah I made an effort to look decent. I got my keys picked up my bag and a pair of spare flat shoes just incase I wanted to change then I got a call from him to let me know that he was at the station so I jumped pon de bus to meet up with him and when I got there I met him at the bus stop… When I saw him he looked NOTHING LIKE HIS PICTURE!!! NOTHING!!! This guy was either very good at photoshop or had a nice looking big brother and snatched them pictures from him quick time, when I saw his face I almost laughed to my self as if to say ‘when I see my girl at school on Monday I’m actually gonna knock her out!!!’ his face looked like you know when you press your face against a window and everything is squashed and spread out? Lol he was some lanky guy with a small head with squashed features like he was made out of play dough. I thought it couldn’t get any worse but when I tried talking to him he was like unbelievably dense! I was like talking to a brick wall, I called my girl and I said hello she goes to me ‘are you with him?’ I go yeah and she burst out laughing on the phone like it was a joke! Now I know you’re probably thinking thats deep but I felt exposed! I’m not gonna lie my girl got me good. Anyway I hung up and just got on with it, I thought hes here now anyway I might aswell deal with it. So we get on the bus and go to the underground and if it’s worth anything he did seem like an alright kinda person.

We got to the N.P.G and we looked around and I was shocked to see his interest in art he was more inquisitive than me I took my pictures of the place and carried on walking around, now I cant remember what he did but he said something to me and I thought oh god what am I still doing with this guy? So I changed my shoes and put my flat shoes on, and waited… for the opportunity… to escape! Lol yeah escape! I said to him im trying find a picture could you help, I point to a picture in the programme and he said ok ill help, now while he was doing that I had a good look around the bottom floor of the museum to see where the exits, doors, stairs and escalators were so I could deviate my plan…

I was getting ready to walk to one of the elevators but I bumped into him and go ‘oh there you are’ he laughed and said he had found the picture lol I walked with him to see the picture, took my picture of it then he goes do you need to find another one? I point to another picture in the programme and he goes to me ‘you walk one way ill walk the other and then we can meet in the middle’ I smiled and thought that’s the smartest thing he had said all day so I walked off a hastily walk toward the elevator pressing the button loadsa times hoping it would come quickly looking around hoping he wouldn’t see me, when the elevator came I stood behind a couple that was also in the elevator and went all the way to the 3rd floor where the toilets and the gallery restaurant was. I went to the toilet sorted myself out… I know I took some pictures of myself as well but as much as I want to entertain you all I can’t find them for the life of me lol (I even dug out my OLD laptop to see if it was on there but no luck)



Anyway, so I stayed upstairs in the restaurant, had an orange juice and was on the phone to my girl who thought what I did was quite amusing… after an hour I thought it was safe to go back down stairs and I went to the ‘Hagen Diaz’ ice cream place in Leicester square, sat down and got an ice cream and which was then when I started to get texts from him saying where did you disappear to… lol I text him back saying I couldn’t find him and I tired calling him and it wouldn’t ring so I thought you went home lol! When I got home I blocked him on MSN and beat up my girl on Monday morning lol!

Moral of the story: Never do a blind date!
Disclaimer: what I did do though is log into my old MSN after ages of trying to remember the password and found him in my contacts lol! I got his email and googled it and found…

Anyway, I know its been a while since I've written about my 'Question Mark Guys' but I've had to have a good think about what and who I talk about seeing as I still sort of talk to a majority of them and the EPIC ERROR is that they all read my blog. LOL though i must tell you that 'Question Mark Guy #1' read my blog and said he found it funny until he got the the story about him and he wasnt impressed LMAO!!!! So yeah thats that basically Oh well! i thought it was halirious when he told me he had read it and that he was offended by it. ahhhh GOOD TIMES GOOD TIMES... well he dont wana chat to me no more but i aint that fussed. I had a good chat with my boss yesterday about my blog, and he said be careful with what I write and with my care and consideration I've got a guy for you. He's a bit dopey so I don't think he'll be reading my blog anytime soon.


Question Mark Guy #3
Profile Name: Pretty Ricky
Age: 23 I think but ermmm age aint nothing but a number right?!?!

(Hidden Note: not that you care thought I'd put in that I'm listening some cool tunes right now, so I got my playlist in shuffle. Current song - Marvin Gaye - Let's get it on)

So 'Let Me Get On' with the story... Now let me set the scene for you, its a few weeks ago and I'm at the Indigo2 to see Rick Ross perform. This was actually a madness coz the line for this event was round the CORNER of the CORNER of the CORNER... Basically it was long, very long! LMAO! They were madly searching people at this event its was crazy! They had all the airport, xray scans and all sorts. There was about 20 of us all together and a bit of a madness happened with the tickets with someone else (which I'm not gonna go into) but long story short it was CRAZY!!!! Now, lining up was quite entertaining I must say! A few of the guys we were with (lol I'm not saying who but you know who you are) got to the xray scanning machine thingy and well got kicked right back out coz the had weed on them! Hahahahaha I'm sorry love but that is funny!

(Currently listening to Flo rida - Apple bottom jeans and I've just missed my stop at camden to get on the line Via Bank coz I wernt paying attention so I've got off at Euston instead and now I have these camel toe slow walking people in front me like I haven't got somewhere to be... )

Anyway so the guys go home or out or where ever they went, well they didn't stay in the O2. My battery ran out and I needed to call someone so I ask the guy on the bench just opposite the indigo2 if he had a blackberry and guess? what he did! Woop woop! I asked him if I could borrow his battery and he looked at me as if to say... well actually he did say 'what! Nahhhh! Allow dat! The blackberry takes like 15mins to load when you take the battery out' lol now this is kinda true, but I fluttered my eyelashes and said 'please?' (as you do... Right girls?) And he gave the battery to me. Coincidently the guy was friends with Lightning, Ghett's Cousin who was also sitting on the bench. Long story short, I made the phone call then the guy goes to me you've had my battery can I have your number LMFAO! (Being honest) I gave him my business card and kept it moving... Now I've got into the venue and I bumped into a few people, Ghetts, GFrsh, JMC, Sincere, the whole shebang, crew whatever we all bumped into each other you get the drift right?

Anyway I go up stairs to thngs row to see all my friends and I start to get my mojo on and don't really pay much attention to the show, which is what usually happens.




FASTFORWARDING....djksndjdbkjnfdfdjkjfdfcbfdskskiddrncnfosmxcjedfdbnjdfdfcd...

The event has finished and I'm about to say bye to everyone and walk to the lift, when this tunk looking figure pulls my hand and just when I'm about to do a Mz Bratt 'who do you think you are?' he goes, *In a American Voice* 'hey man, how are you? I've been watching you all night (slightly creepy), I see you talking to people man, I like your aura your vibe man (aura? What are we? Hippies? Who still uses that word?), I'd like to get to know you abit more, (yes it doesn't stop there he does keep talking!) I haven't spoken to a girl all night man, your my first, you can even ask my guy man, your so nice, I'm just looking after Rick Ross tonight (OK so my ears opened when I heard Rick Ross) and I wanna get your number man, what's your name man?' taking a breather obviously saying everything he wanted to say, I paused thinking has he not established that I'm a girl? I go my names Zanna, and he goes 'ah man that's such a nice name man, you look really nice so can I get your number man?' Now in my mind I'm saying say 'man' one more time!!!! And see what happens! But if he didn't say Rick Ross then I would have walked off long time ago, now I don't really care about Rick Ross it was more of the work that I was thinking about... Anyway so yeah I gave him my business card (I LOVE MY CARDS HA!) and said bye then walked off to my girls...

(Sorry to cut the story but some FINE guy has just walked on the bus, a mixed race brother *sigh* that's my eye candy for today ...oh current song - JSB - Good girl)

I weren’t on going to the after party so I just went home, charged my phone and when I switched it on guess who I had miss calls and texts from already??? TONY!!! EAGER or what!!!! Lmao!!! Anyway, I went to bed coz I couldn't be bothered to deal with him, I mean come on I left him like 2 hours ago!

( Lol I'm now on my way home from work....Currently listening to Mz Bratt - I like you, and there is this nice guy standing behind me at this wood green bus stop LMAO! I make myself giggle *cough* carrying on)

So Tony calls me everyday for a week after that and he goes he wants to take me out so I pulled the 'ill check my diary' flex and text him when I'm free next week...
So anyway we meet up and he goes he wants to take me to see a film that's already out, so I was like ok and we went to go see 'shottas' at some cinema that well plays films that are already out, the cheap fool! do you know that it was only £3.50 for the cinema ticket!!!! lmao! what a cheap date!!!!. Now I got the jist of this film, which was a film with bob marleys son in it and it was about Jamaican gangsters... THAT’S IT! And you know what? At the end of the film that's still all I knew! The guy would not shut the fuck up!!! He kept giving me a running commentary of what was coming up next in the film! It was mad annoying!!! And when he told me and the bit he was talking about came up I didn't understand it coz I was too busy tryna ignore him in the cinema and watch the film. And then this is him 'are you listening to me? What? Lmao! I'm tryna watch the film you eeeeediat!!! Anyway he goes look at this bit! Watch this bit its so funny then he'll laugh and I'm like what the hell are you laughing about? Can you not see my eyes pon the screen?!?! What did you think I came cinema for? The seating? You? Nahhhh mate! I did not come cinema for you! I came the film so why are you telling me to watch it when that's what I've been tryna do?!?! *sigh* anyway as if Mr Narrator couldn't get any worse he's tryna tell me a story about his boy in New York and how he loves this film so much. WHY!?!?! I don't care!!!! It actually felt like I was being constantly bugged throughout the film well... Correction... I was! Putting it into perspective for you, Have you ever watched TV at a stupid time in the night like 4 or 5am and you turn over to watch something and its got this little narrator person in the corner for deaf people to understand what going on, on the TV? But got so occupied with watching what the person in the corner of the TV is doing that you end up not paying much attention to the programme so you’re left a bit clueless? NO? WELL I DO THAT SOMETIMES... Ok what about this? Did you used to watch looney toones? You know the looney toon where you have a road runner and a coyote? And the coyote is always tryna get this road runner but he never gets it? I felt like that coyote boi! I was so frustrated!

Anyway after the film he continues talking and I'm thinking could there possible be that much to talk about after your rant in the cinema? Well he's telling me all this nonsense that he parties with the 'stars' and how he looks after Rick Ross, Paris Hilton, Lil Wayne and all the other peeps that come over here and showing me pictures like he's some kinda groupie (not a good look! but you pay £7 for 2 people at the cinema? shatttup!!!!) and I'm thinking and feeling quite dumb 'OOOOOOOOOH YOUR JUST ANY PROMOTOR!!! MINOR!!!! YOUR NOT THAT INTERESTING FOR ME TO TOLERATE YOU ANYMORE!' Then he goes to me did you enjoy it? And I blatantly go to him 'YOU DIDNT EVEN GIVE ME A CHANCE TO WATCH IT!' I was so pissed off! There is nothing worse than someone that doesn't know when to just shut the hell up! Lol its annoying me just thinking about it! So after the cinema and our slight awkward silence he goes to me can I kiss you? And I sort of paused as in to think who asks if they can kiss someone that's a bit odd but please don't! So this is me pretending I didn't quite hear what he was talking about 'what? Sorry I didn't hear you' then he goes *in his american accent* 'come on man can I kiss you? Then he goes where do you like to be kissed? Where's your weak spots? (WEAK SPOTS??? WHAT ARE YOU ON MATE!?!?!) Do you want me to kiss you down there?' Oh yeah!!! He pulled a Pretty Ricky on me in the middle of the west end!!!! I was actually shocked!!! SHOCKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Sorry to cut the current song is Ginuwine - One Time For Love, that a good song!!! Oh but now its actually just changed to Pretty Ricky - Ill Get You Right looool that's what I thought! I found it funny too when we are on the subject! Ha!)

Not surprised though coz me and my friends had a discussion like this about guys, but I was just shocked that he was so open about it! And especially to someone you've known for like 5minutes. This is me 'YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I think you need a cold shower!!!!!!' That's a bit much for me to take in after you made me sit in the cinema to watch a film that I didn't even get to watch properly coz you were talking all the way through it then he goes to me smiling 'well I can make it up to you we can go hotel I know the owners!' This is me actually feeling a bit space invaded, 'I don't think so love!' Then he goes 'Man I like you man, I feel me and you can work something out, I wanna be with you man, I wanna get with you man, can I do that?' I'm thinking is this guy on drugs??? Has he been smoking? Taking pills instead of popcorn? Then I go 'Look I'm not in the position to be in a relationship right now (BAIT LIE), I'm just concentrating on working.' Anyway to cut the story short he tried to convince me and I just said that I don't know him very well, like I don't know him from Adam and that I'm not prepared to go out with someone that I don't know let alone with someone at all' then he goes 'cool baby girl well holla at me when you want though, I'm here.' Lol I go cool but that's defo not what I was thinking... 30mins later I go to him I have a meeting *cough at home* and ill speak to him later and when I got on the train I actually just laughed...

Well he still calls me but I air the calls as you do and well that concludes my 'Question Mark Guy 3'

Conclusion? O2? Not a good place to me an ungassed up guy...

P.S. Lol I’d laugh if my boss reads this ha!


LOL

Stay Tuned!!!!!

After I wrote my first 'QUESTION MARK GUY' blog, I started reminiscing about all the other QUESTION MARK GUYS that have somehow managed to attempt to lead me the garden path!!!! Well... Today ill tell about a 'DATE' that undoubtedly my mum will never let me forget. YES! I said it! My mum! She plays a major part in this story! I'm sure you've all had one of those dates that just makes you sit down and wonder what the FCUK was going through that what less persons head!!!

So here we go...

Question mark guy #2
Profile Name: Just not right...
Age: 20 with the swagger of a 12 year old (although did notice this until the END)...

I was the event organiser of a 3day music festival event last year. It was going great when it started, every one was coming through the doors sitting down waiting for the show to start. I myself was looking forward to watching some of the people perform, I must say I was rather ecstatic to see that loads of people turned up and almost a large weight was lifted off my shoulders as I started to chillax and get into my zone. :)

Now halfway through the event I was talking to some of the artists and producers and all the other tag a longs that came and I happened to bump into an old music friend of mine whom I hadn't seen or spoken to in a while (in other words forgot about his entire existence). While we were having a quick catch up, this dark figure came up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. My friend turns round with a rather electric smile and introduces me. The guy goes to shake my hand and as I do my smile widens, while I flick my hair and flutter my eyelashes as to say 'HELLOOOOOOOOOOO HANDSOME!!!!!!' Standing before me was a fine figure of a man, a vision of a real master piece, a work of art, an alluring dish of manlyness. Basically in other words he was a light skin brother, 6ft 2, clean cut, well built out gladiator looking chap. Well we got chatting and we were sitting at the bar drinking rose and in my mind I was thinking THANK YOU GOD! I KNEW YOU LOVED ME! I must say this guy had the lynx effect on me. Anyway so its the end of the event and I'm saying my good byes to the people leaving and my new found friend comes up to me, asks me for my number then asks what I am doing the next day. I told him I had the last day of the event to finish then he asked if he could see me after I was done. I contained my excitement (as you do) and agreed.

Fast forwarding... after text talking to this guy all night I was getting ready to finish off working on the event. We agreed to meet up for 6pm but well that didn't quite go to plan, I got so caught up with people at the event I forgot to stop talking and didn't realise the time. It was 7.30pm and I kept telling the guy I was leaving in 10 minutes and I was saying that from 5pm lol! Anyway I kept him waiting for 1hour and 30mins while he waited outside the Trafalgar square tescos(I must admit that was my fault). Now this is where it starts to get interesting. I walk up to him and as he turns round I realise what he's wearing! Not the F.I.N.E looking clothes he was wearing the day before but my guy was wearing a full tracksuit! But not any tracksuit, a tracksuit that looked like he had worn it god knows how many times to the gym. Washed it god knows how many times till it had turned to some manky washed out burgundy redish colour! In other words I was thinking HELL NO!!!!! Hell no did he just turn up looking like that! I was not impressed! I know I left him hanging for a bit, but I left him hanging enough to go home and take that sh*t off and change! If I knew this MOFO was gonna turn up looking like that I woulda left him hanging LONGER!!!

Well... Subsiding that he turns up looking like that! We go into tescos buy some krispy cremes then go for a walk, we just chatting and chatting you know the usual things! We walked over a bridge over the thames and past the london eye and it was really nice a really decent night.

Now...I said to him I wanted to get something to eat coz I was really hungry, he said ok but can we go to his to get a jacket coz it was cold and his house is just round the corner. So we walked to his house and when got there I thought it was gonna be a quick in and out type thing. But oooooooooh nooooooooo nothings ever normal I'm my life! This guy now, he goes come in for a second. I walk in now, this bloody fucker turns on the lights, turns on the TV, turns on the computer sits at it and starts talking MSN! M.S FCUKING N. Are you hearing this!!!!!!! I thought he said that he was gonna get he bloody jacket! Ooooooh it don't end there noooooo! He comes off MSN now and what does he do? turns over the TV and puts on Graham Norton! ILL REPEAT!!! GRAHAM NORTON!!! The guy puts the queerest guy in television on and sits down next to me! Hugging me thinking that's the way its gonna go!!!! I'm thinking nahhhhh mate!!! Its not happening!!!

At this point I'm thinking this guy aint serious!!!! Well... At the right time as always my mum calls me and tells me she's in central london finishing work and if I need a lift home. I was thinking THANK YOU!!! She was at this guys house within 5mins and when I got in the car I just laughed about it with my mum! Then went to a Macds drive thru! Damn guy left me hungry!

The time when you think your on a 'DATE' with the right guy! Lol well... I got put in my place there! Which is a shame coz he was F.I.N.E!!!!!!! But he was just not right...

Pfffffff moral of the story: don't fall for what a guy tells you! Don't judge a book by its cover! Eat before a date... :)

Ok so my girl @siananderson has kind of got me into the blogging thing, and when I sat down and thought about it I thought OMGOOOOOSH!!!! I have so much to talk about! I've decided to blog about something once a day, I have no idea how long it’s going to last but I will dearly try to keep it up. ANYWAY! Down to business....

So my topic for today is 'QUESTION MARK GUYS'. I have come across some F.U.N.K.Y guys (and girl’s too but ill get on to them later) while working in the industry so I thought I'd have a good laugh about it.

Question mark guy #1
Profile Name: Something Else...
Age: 26 so he says did my research and has got to be at least 30! Kind of me feel a bit ill!

Right well, I've known this guy for a bit through work and we got chatting about work may I add! Concentrate! I don't want to see them eyes rolling! So we got talking and he told me what he does and people seemed to know him. This was reassuring may I say to know... Well to think I knew I wasn't talking to a complete PHYCO! Well he asked for my BB pin one time and this is where the madness started!!! My guy started talking to me now and it was a decent conversation... What projects you doing at the moment...? Who have you worked with...? How long have you been doing it for...? You know all that mumbo-jumbo. Next the guy starts asking questions about what I look for in a boyfriend and how he thinks he'd be perfect for me... When I'm watching these messages I'm thinking... This guy seems a bit perved out... Coming on a bit strong when he doesn’t even know me. I mean I'm all for a compliment or two but that was a bit much so I restrained myself from meeting up with him unless it was in public, which I stuck to may I add. How you ask? Well I didn't meet up with him! SIMPLES!!!! (as the meerkat on the compare the market DOT com would say)

So anyway I'm working on this project now and I'm excited to bring the UK industry involved in it. Especially people that I feel have a good work ethic no matter how creepy they may be... And I asked if he could send me a few things for it. He said let's have a meeting, I didn't see the point seeing as what I needed didn't need to involve much of a conversation let alone a meeting, but I didn't see the harm and agreed. What's the harm right? Well... That's what I thought!!!

Ooooooooo boiiiiii!!!!!! I mean imagine the thought of a scrawny little man standing outside a primary school waiting for the kids to come running out so he can lore them away with rowntree fruit pastels, tootie footies and haribio ready to snatch the kids away from their parents. Then taking them to his house to store them in the cellar, fattening them up like caged chickens ready to devour his teeth into them 6 weeks later! Well keep that thought in your head for a few minutes while I tell you more...

So he buys me a hot chocolate and a chocolate cake from starbucks, I did offer to pay for my own stuff but I suppose its being polite for him to pay really (well so is giving a kid sweets) as he did call for the meeting. So we are chatting and I'm telling him about the project and where I want it to go. Now during the meeting he feels the need to comment on the fact that he thinks I look very 'hot' was the words he used, flattered was my feeling, and inappropriate was the thought. No matter how innocent it may have been.

So the nice good looking French guy in starbucks who I'd rather be having a meeting with may I say *no pun intended* came over and said that they were closing. So we vacate and walk towards his car. (It was on the way to nandos, I was really in need for a munch before I went home) he went home, I went nandos meeting finished. He then called me to ask me if I wanted to chill out at his house. Reluctant to sound rude I obliged, expecting other people to be there and said that I would only if it wasn't too late and COMPLETELY IGNORED THE FACT THAT I THOUGHT HE WAS A BIT CREEPED!!! (This is the part where the creepy guy takes the kid to his house)

Speeding time forward it about...10.30pm *ish* and he picks me up now were driving, and driving and driving and I'm thinking I knew it I FCUKING knew it he going to kill me! Shoot me! Summits up! Something just didn't seem right, so we get to this loooooong road with no street lights and I'm like where the hell are we? I didn't want to say anything I roughly knew where we were but from when I don't see a bus stop I kind of got a bit worried. We get to this field like massive field and all there is is baaaaaaaaaare darkness!!!!! It was closed off and he gets out opening the gate. He drives through and its just pitch black!!! PITCH BLACK!!!!! This lil road was leading to a house at the end of it... Ok let me elaborate... The only house at the end of the road!!! ONLY HOUSE!!! Think Blair witch project... There are bare trees, pitch black, a derelict warehouse (which advertably was part of the house) and a house! I looked around and there were just fields!!!!! And this one house in the middle of it, almost like a farm house type thing. When I got out the car I didn't want to say sh*t incase I pissed him off and he decided to kill me! No one knew where I was; damn I didn't know where I was.

We get in this house now and it was as creepy as outside, it looked a bit like a squatter’s house lmao! Like it just didn't look like a home is what I mean by that. It just looked unlived in. Now were sitting in this room now. Chatting and all that having a laugh listening to some tunes. Having a drink and that talking about some work stuff and this is where it all starts!!!!

He starts saying things like: oh you’re so sexy, you’re really hot, you've got such a cute smile, I'm glad your here, your good company... Now I'm just laughing the compliments off as you do. I had my hair out on that day so I got my hair band and tied it up. This is him: ooooh you look so sexy with your hair tied back, you’re teasing me! MAY I JUST CLARRIFY I DIDNT NO ANYTHING BUT TIE MY HAIR UP!!!! Then he starts to try and massage me, I shrugged it off then he goes you know it feels good... *me raising eye brows* erm if you say so... It’s about 12.50am now and I go to him I need to use the toilet. I BB my girl Shaye and go to her this guy is going on bare creepy on me HELP!!!!! I come back and 10mins later I have shaye calling me imitating as my cousin....

Shaye: 'you have to come back home now, there's a family emergency and you need to come back now'

(By the way I've turned my phone volume up so he can hear)

Me :( pretending I don't know what she's doing) 'I can't right now I'm out of the area...

Shaye:'NO! Tell whoever you’re with to bring you back NOW!!!'

(Phone call finished...)

*Now you may be thinking at this point oh no!!! Is that what girls do now?!?! Lmao! I'm sorry but desperate circumstances call for desperate measures!!!*

I go to him 'did you hear that?' He goes he weren’t listening when he blatantly was!!!! Then I go to him look I need to be home now and he goes ok give me a 15minutes to sober up because I don't want to lose my license... I thought ok fair enough if you had loads to drink then that's a fair comment but he had like 1 measly drink!!! And I had the same thing and it’s not like it knocked off any drink units I'm telling you!!!! It was like that cheap vodka stuff that smells like nail polish remover, tastes like shite but in terms of its ability to get you drink when mixed with juice is 0% especially when you've had 1!!!! Well he said 2 but he hadn't even finished his second drink so I don't know what he was chatting about...
Anyway, I was counting the minutes and it was about 1.30am and I go look I really need to get home... This is him rolling up a spiff, give me a minute I'm still light headed! I'm thinking why the hell are you rolling up a spliff then telling me you need to sober up coz you don't want to get pulled over?!?!?! HE TRIED IT!!!! I'm all for people liking my company but nahhhhhh don't take me for a fool!!!! I didn't want to argue with him so I just stayed quite incase he changed his mind and left me to rot in his house till the morning.

It’s about 2.30am now and he goes to the toilet which was great timing as my girl shaye calls me and asks me if I'm ok.

Me (whispering): yeah he's gone to the toilet and he's gone so crazy!

Shaye: who is he?

Me: he's dot dot dot

Shaye: not *beeeeeep*

Me: YEAH!

Shaye: OMG! Zannnna! I could have told you what he was like he was bare gwarning pervy with me on face book....

Me: I got to go he's coming back

I bb her I'm sending you my location! The thing wouldn't bloody load my location!!! My BB doesn't even know where I am I thought! Then I thought @terrordanjah would say...'That would never happen with an IPhone!' Lmao!

It’s about 3am and my battery goes dead.... I go to him look I really need to go then he decides to go all skitso on me and say:

‘I can't read you man! I don't understand you!'

I'm thinking am I missing something here?

Then I go to him I'm not a book... And that he needs to take me home, I'm not there to be read!

He rolls up another spliff and says I just don't want to lose my license... I'm thinking RIGHT!!!! Whatever!!!! But you can smoke a spliff while driving but you can't drive while being minutely intoxicated?!?! Dickhead!!! Its 3.15am and we get in the car and I don't say any thing to him. Just thinking about how well he drives under the influence of weed, but can't function on alcohol... I thought I hope the MOFO gets pulled over!!!

I get home at like 3.45am is and he insanely goes I hope you had a good night I have a feeling you didn't! I was thinking what gave you that Idea.... Anyway I went to bed thinking that guy *shake my head* he's something else!!!!
Moral of the story... Well more of a note to self really! He's a nutcase! Trust your instincts at all times!!

Oh and drive everywhere yourself, it never fails lol