Introduction

To give you an idea of who I am, I’ll paint you a picture by telling you about some of my experiences in my dating life up to this point. I have been in the “dating game” since the age of 17. To be fair I am only 28 now, and hey, a lot of people call that young.

Let's take a look back. Growing up and moving around a lot, I developed great social skills and I have gotten damn good at meeting new people and making friends anywhere I go. But, unfortunately I never really developed those skills that seem to be necessary for gaining the attention of women in the romantic sense. Now don't get me wrong, on a scale of 1 to 10, looks-wise I would say I am a 7, maybe even 8; and personality-wise, well a 12. I have met very few people that have just not liked me,

Now, I have always been a romantic at heart and I think I started rather early; in grade school. I sent a girl a note saying that I liked her in the 4th grade. In grade school spirit, I was made fun of the rest of the day for it. Thank God for short attention spans; and they say TV isn't good for anything. In 5th grade, I sent a second one, and that girl drew a guy being hung on the note and gave it back to me. And the last one, well, I decided to go all out and bought some bright pink hoop earrings with my allowance. I left them with a note, and this time I made it anonymous. With that one, I got a call from her boyfriend at 1am.... I guess she was into older guys....

By the time I hit high school, my family and I had moved at least 5 or 6 times and it never failed that as soon as I got settled, I was picked up and moved again. But I guess I’m getting ahead of myself, so let’s back up.... In Junior High, I was still absolutely clueless. My first girlfriend is a good example of this. How about we refer to her as Lips. Why Lips you ask? Well, let the story explain. I got invited to go to Six Flags with her and her family; our first date. Yeah, amusement park lines and rides, it’s the perfect place to get to know someone and maybe score that first kiss, right? Well, I go in for that first kiss and when we connect, it’s like “yeah, I like this....” Well people let me tell you, never let a fat man loose in a cupcake factory.... I liked it and ended up kissing her over and over and over and over and over..... You get the picture... Well, we never dated again. I got a note on Monday saying how I was this great guy but she didn't want anything serious. Serious? In Junior High? At our track meet later that week, I went to grab my bag from the bus and found her making out hardcore with another guy... I guess I had my turn, oh well its Junior High, I suppose it’s expected.

So, moving on into high school; I discovered sports and being in Texas, football was the sport. Being a trusting soul, I listened to my coaches and what they said, was law. So I never really drank or did drugs or anything of the sort. I was pretty much a straight forward guy who tried to uphold the standards that they put forth. So my mind was out of the dating game and on the field most of high school. I was always a friend to everyone, you know, the guy that was a complete goofball but a shoulder when you needed it. Eventually, I got restless though and started pursuing girls. I asked a few out and got some responses that became the norm for me. I heard everything ranging from "I think of you like a brother" to "You are too good of a friend and I don’t want to ruin that."

Well, eventually I did get a girlfriend for a short period of time. We were going well for a few weeks and I was thrilled about it. One day we were at the skating rink for a birthday party and we went outside and ended up kissing in her Mom’s van. We had been talking about a friend of ours and I accidentally called her by that name. That wasn’t even the worst part. I heard something, turned, and when I turned back she got my elbow in her face. We never dated again.

Soon after that “relationship” I tried again. I was at a church party with some friends singing karaoke. We were doing a trio of Seal's Kiss from a Rose and yea, we were horrible. But we had fun, and somehow I caught the attention of an amazing girl. We were really good together. That unfortunate ending was the fault of my family’s moving. Happiness being so fleeting seems to be a running Joke!

After moving one more time in my senior year, I kinda gave up on dating for a bit. That was until I ended up getting hooked up with a friend's friend. We were dated for about a month even ended up going to prom. I was styling in a tux – a tux that I have no pictures of. Anyway, towards the end of the school year she found out that I was going to join the Marines. One of the last days of school, she came up to me in tears. Being the caring guy that I am, I asked “what’s wrong.” She said "I cannot handle you being gone for 3 months; I will cheat on you." My compassionate and ‘sensitive guy’ response was to comfort her, even though her incredible lack of self-control, made me laugh when walked away.

After I joined the marines, I tried my hand at college. I met this girl who I will name Giggles. Well, we hit it off too, but here is where I learned another valuable lesson. You cannot compete with history. Ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends, no matter how uncomfortable or miserable they are, seem to find comfort in things that they create as a routine. I have lost a few girlfriends to this kind of thing Giggles was the first girl I really opened up to and got my heart broken by though. That only has happened one other time to me since and I really do not favor those lessons.

I have never been good at games either; like the “I am interested, but I am acting like I am not in order to make her interested, who in turn is interested but doesn't want to come across as easy, so plays hard to get”. This is by far the most annoying and stupid game I have ever seen. If I like her, I am gonna say so. If I want to romance her, I am gonna try to do something sweet. I will always tell a girl where she stands and I just want the same in return. Apparently, it doesn’t work that way?

After my heartbreak, the fun didn’t stop. I have had my fair share of embarrassing moments and even things that I am not too proud of. But live and learn people. So now I am starting this blog to learn from my mistakes and maybe people can read and be entertained by my bad luck. Hell, maybe someone will read this before they do something stupid. Maybe I will get a clue. Whatever happens, it’ll be one hell of a ride!

So this blog starts August of 2009....

This is a true record of a guy’s genuine attempt at meeting women and really trying to get to know them. Not all of the dates will be bad, and hopefully many of them will at least have some entertaining moments. I will find pseudonyms the same way the weather stations names hurricanes, A to Z. These dates will be just like Hurricanes too, some will fizzle out early and some are going hit the coast and flood a city!

The purpose of this blog is hopefully to exchange advice with like-minded individuals also trying to find their way through this maze. I would love it if, I could meet someone with similar interests as myself and hit it off. I am going into this open minded and I am going to write about each date. I am not trying to get laid and I am not looking for women that would purposely create a horrible date. There is no point in that and it's cruel. I hope to learn from each experience, better myself as a man, and hopefully become able to fulfill the desires and dreams of some lucky girl. Wish me luck!

I am always open to answering questions, giving my perspective, as well as listening to your advice. I will do my best to answer emails and comments either publicly or privately, based on the nature of the topic.

You can email me at Niceguydates@gmail.com