Love Guru?

12 03 2009

Can I get a big ‘What the Fuck’ please?

I don’t know why this has happened but all of a sudden people are coming to me for relationship and sex advice. X asks me my opinion on things pertaining to his girlfriend (though with him a good portion of the advice isn’t asked for, it’s just given because he tells me what’s going on with her.) H is texting me tonight with problems with his girlfriend asking me what I think. Jacy comes to me to bitch about her sorta-boyfriend and other boy interests. My cousin asks me about sex and sex toys and guys even though I’m younger by two years. BFJ talks to me for advice when her boyfriend broke up with her. The grad assistant for the debate team asks me about what porn star came and spoke at our campus last year. And various other people who I can’t think of off the top of my head ask me for sex advice.

I don’t know where I signed up for this. I’m technically the most unqualified person for the job. I’ve never had a boyfriend or been in a serious relationship. The first time I did anything more than a few kisses was a year and a half ago. I’ve only slept with a grand total of two guys and fooled around with just a handful more. Most people would consider me inexperienced.

But I stopped and thought it over. Despite all that, I really do know what I’m talking about. I can read people. Watching an episode of Bones today made me realize that I’m like Booth (sorry for the silly tv reference). I just have an uncanny knack for reading people. It’s not something I’ve been taught or that I learned. I’ve always been able to read the moods of the people around me and act according to that in order to maximize my happiness. I can just tell by looking at people how they’re feeling or how they feel towards someone else. I don’t know. It’s something I just do without thinking most of the time.

Also, I’m logical. I know how people act. I know what base things drive them. I just get how people think. And by using logic  combined with being good at reading people, well, it’s not hard to dispense advice based on that.

I tend to be honest to the point of being brutal. I do not sugar coat things for people. I tell them what my opinion is and well, not to sound conceited, but I’m usually at least partially right. I’ve called whether or not my high school friend’s relationships would last past certain points. I was always right.

As for the sex advice? Okay. Not gonna lie, totally understand why people come to me for advice. I’m a very sexually open person. Simple as that.

I don’t know. It’s just an odd feeling dispensing advice and people listening and agreeing. It’s powerful but it’s scary. I worry I’m going to give the wrong advice and something bad will happen. I don’t know. The fact that people come to me is something I probably won’t ever understand.

Update on Life

20 10 2008

Oh wow….it’s been almost a week since I last wrote, it feels like forever.

School and life have been crazy as of late. I went home this weekend for the first time in 2 months and I’m not kidding when I say I barely had time to breath while I was home. I was gone 90% of the time and I got back to school exhausted.

H was texting me on and off the whole weekend. I really like talking to him. He’s a nice guy. But I’ve made up my mind that I’m not going to get overly attached to any guys from now on. No falling in love with them like I did with X. It’s too harmful to my mental health. So, while H is becoming a good friend, I’m also trying my damndest to make sure I don’t get too many feelings for him. I mean, he does live 12 hours away, and he has a girlfriend, though they are in an ‘open relationship.’ He was actually whinging to me about that last night. How he fools around behind his girlfriend’s back, and she told him to get annother girl on the side, and he’s pretty sure she has another guy on the side, and it upsets him. I just sighed because he’s obviously going about the open relationship the wrong way, or at least not the way I would.

X came over last night, and he’s been in sort of a slump recently. I mean, sex has just been really boring. Well, he fixed that pretty damn well last night. The sex was AMAZING.


14 10 2008

I just feel off.

Maybe it’s because I’m really tired. Thanks so much to a dear hockey player, who forgets there’s an hour time difference between us, for keeping me up until 330am for the past week. I really enjoy texting H but it leaves me dead the next morning. Oh well.

In news about X, he’s been interesting as of late. Like today we laid in bed watching movies and TV and cuddled. For FOUR HOURS. That’s a lot of cuddling. Not that I’m complaining. I love cuddling. But he’s been really….lovey… of late. Like, texting me that he was worried about me this weekend because of me being out of town. And wanting to take me to dinner tonight (I felt like shit, so I declined.) And just in general being cutesy. Kissing my forehead, my lips, hugging me, telling me he cares about me and how amazing I am. I like it. But it’s just been increasing as of late. And I don’t know if he’s trying to get me out of the funk I know he knows I’m in, or if he’s gotten over something in his life that’s made him happier. I dunno.

In general, life has been kicking my ass again after a hard weekend. I can’t wait to get home this weekend.

Hockey Players; Part Duex

7 10 2008

Well, I eat my words.

Hockey Player who I said I’d probably never meet again….well…guess who asked my roommate for my number tonight? And then proceeded to ask me for it on Facebook so he wouldn’t seem like a creeper for getting it from someone else? Hockey Player boy who I wanted to jump when I met him.

He now gets an official letter because we’ve been talking for the past two hours or so. He’s told me numerous times that I’m hot. That’s I’m awesome. That’s I’m definitely sexy. And if he was in town he can honestly say he’d be trying to ‘tap that.’

I think he has some promise. At the very least in the fling department.

So, from here on out, Hockey Player will now be called H.

Look forward to some new developments with him in the coming months. Lol.