Shut up and put your money where your mouth is!!!

Or more importantly WALK the WALK!

Saturday mornings, more often than not, a friend and I get together at our local Starbucks (it's right next door and they let us wear trackies, ugg boots and look generally like we have just woken up...which we have!),and have a big catch up.  As all girl talks do, it came around to the subject of the other half of the population...animals....oops...I mean men! (Bad joke!).  This week I have had some lovely messages posted about my blog (or notes for those who read it on Facebook), and private messages sent, so our conversation turned to that.

Of course they are from some of my lovely boy friends.  I have been really blessed to have some truly great guy friends and especially guy friends that will always be there for me even now that I (or them) live so far away.  What more could a girl want? Not much really...and I really love them all to death!

I received 2 messages this week that I was really touched by.  They were really sweet and after the debacle of the last few weeks of my life, they meant heaps, so first and foremost thank you so much.  

Now brace yourself......

While discussing these lovely messages my friend bought it to my attention that really, they kind of meant nothing.

This got me thinking, the discussion then thickened and went deeper.

The messages both referred to the fact that I should come home for interested RSB/'s and that if I was in this other place then one would 'LOVE to take me out!'

My friend was like 'Come on! The argument being basically, yeah, it's easy for them to say these things when they know they are far away and the prospects of them actually doing these things or really being interested when it really comes down to it are pretty slim to none.

When I thought about it I had to agree and as the conversation went on, I soon realised that I had almost convinced myself that if I went back home then it would be easier to meet someone or have a good time dating .  Theory - it's a lot easier to meet someone in your natural environment.

*Long annoying beep* WRONG!!!  Asia is one of the worst places to live in terms of 'meeting people' or 'dating'.  Body types are all petite slim and unshapely, fantasies are lived out and men are fawned over, however life is not mostly about meeting someone.  For everyone it is different.  For me it's about feeling secure in who I am and having fun along the way striving to be the best person I can be!  

I really don't think that I can do that in NZ at the moment.  I am doing well in my career, clearing up my financials faster, living the 'high life' (thanks Dad - that's another story) and experiencing new things on a weekly, if not daily basis.

Going back to NZ is defiantly not the answer.

So boys, if you really mean what you say, you know where I am, if you want it come and get, walk the talk and all those cliches!

In the meantime I am staying put and looking forward to the next Starbies analysing session.

A word to the wise - Put your money where your mouth is - life's more fun that way!

Love RSG! xo

Putting it RIGHT out there

Last Friday - Easter Friday to be exact - I decided to take up the offer of having dinner with a guy I hadn't even met.  Risky business springs to mind but what is life without a risk and I was on a quest to try some new things in Hong Kong and thought that the worst thing that could happen is that I find a cool new spot for dinner or a new place to hang out.

So dressing up in a casual black dress (slimming of course), and after a few cheeky dutch courages with a friend, I set off, if not a little late - for my 'date'.

Apparently Swiss precision is not the best and twenty minutes later he arrived, not a problem as he had kept in contact and I had the pleasure of an Indian and Pakistan hawkers company.  However the first questionable moment came when I recieved a text stating that he was on the MTR and mentioned the station he was passing.  It was a station on the island and we were meeting at an MTR station off the island....I had no idea of the area and assummed that he did, as he had suggested it.  He also KNEW that I had no idea of the area.  Alarm bells were ringing - we are nowhere near where him or I know - is he worried we will bump into people he knows!!!??

SO, when he arrived it was nice, a quick hug,kiss on the cheek and a laugh with the vendors, then we started walking, he then asked if I was hungry and wanted food -

Me (thinking) Well, you did ask me for dinner!!!!

We began to walk in one direction and then he changed his mind and then asked me where I wanted to go, I did not mind (I was up for anything), we turned back again and the first place we past - a Chinese fast food place - he went into.

Me thinking  'Ok, no problem, must be good'

He had no idea of the place and proceeded to whine about the food, the Chinese and on top of that after ordering, when only one drink arrived (we had ordered the same), he immediately took it and started drinking it.

'Ok', I thought, 'I can handle this - it's just me, this is no big deal'

Conversation was ok at is point, a bit of a joke around, he would tell me something quite normal, I would ask a question or comment, and the he would turn around and say he was just joking about the previous statement...hmmm...ok...

The food then arrived and he had ordered a curry.  After living in China for so long I was used to the food and didn't think twice about what he had ordered and as Emil had taken me to is place before I knew what was good and ordered what I had last time.  I even told him it was good.  He tasted his dish, screwed up his nose, complained about the food, and kept going on about it.  After I was halfway through my dish, I had had enough and offered him mine.  Ofcourse he ate it - thank god.

Meanwhile, the topic of converstation had turned to conquests - I mean really!!! He told me about a girl he had gone on a date with recently, that he didn't know, and how she was really desperate.  Also how he lived at a University dorm and that visitors could not come in after 11.

Me (saying out loud) 'Oh well, look at the time, past midnight, how sad!' (It was 9!)  Said laughingly of course.  He then told me about how he had to go home to a local girls place and how her father had caught them at the door...blah, blah, blah....SERIOUSLY!!!

Previous to this, I had mentioned my brother was coming to town for the holidays and as he had previously mentioned his age, I said that they were the same age.......apparently not:

Me: 'He's 24, like you, right?'

Him: ' No, I'm 26'.

Me 'What, you're kidding, but I thought you said you were 24?'

Him 'Well no, that's because if you are over 24 you can't study overseas...mumble, mumble'

Me: 'Ok'

Him ' I'll show you - he whips out his HK ID card fumbles around with it for awhile and then shows it to me with his fingers strategically covering his birthdate (not year of course), his name first and last.

Me: (totally offended) "Are you covering all of your details? I'm not going to stalk you or anything, you don't have to worry."

Him: Laughs but does not reveal the rest of the information and quickly puts it away.

WHAT THE????

He then proceeded to tell me that he had spent a year of school at his Aunties school in America and that he had got expelled.   He told me this high faluting story about a rivalry between his mum and the aunty, ofcourse I didn't believe it and it turned out that the real story was that he had posted a picture on the internet of a girl stripping.  Apprently it was only soft porn and she deserved it, she was doing it! RIIIGHGGHHHHTTT!

Talking about my profession, he asked what age I taught and after telling him he proceeded to scoff and say:

'What, so you teach them 1,2,3,4, how easy is that!'  After I had proceeded to tell him exactly what it was that I did do and briefly explain the 7 areas of responsibility that I have on top of my teaching 1,2,3,4's he quickly shut up.

As I explained what I had been doing before moving overseas, I talked about the area I had taught in previously.

Him: 'Gangs....there are no gangs...you mean 19 year olds, how can they have kids?'

Me: 'NZ is pretty good but like any country it does have a few areas with interesting characters'

Him: 'Whatever, sure.... gangs...there is no such things as gangs....like drug dealers?....'

Me: 'Ummm, no, not quite like that...' Then I had to go and explain about exactly what Naenae life was like and what had actually happened in the 2 years I had taught there.

Him: (Dumbfounded) '...oh'

Me: 'I thought you had travelled to over 30 countires? You must have seen poor areas or evidence of it?'

Him: 'Well, I mainly go to big cities'.

Me: 'Seriously? I can't believe that...wow! (Thinking: Most of those areas ARE in big cities DUMBASS!!!! Hmmmm....travelled...I think NOT!)

Anyway after all this, giving him the benefit of the doubt, he did pay after all, we continued to an ice cream place he had previously raved about and after sharing an ice cream and me paying, I was ready to head home.

Sharing the MTR home I was happy that I could get off a stop earlier and transfer to another train, as I said I could get off at this stop -

Him: 'Oh, well.....see you later....(he looks up to see my expression)....probably not....probably see you around....but if you know of anyone looking for  blah blah blah about looking for a job!!!

YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING!!!!!!

Being who I am and being bought up the way I have been, I gave him a hug goodbye and after laughing my way home, I sent him a message to say thank you for the dinner and it was nice to do something different and good luck with job hunting.

That is what I call, wipe my hands clean, ABSOLUTE CLOSURE!!!!!

The next night, out with the girls, I saw him venturing up LKF having 'no problems with the ladies' (his exact words), and I just laughed!

At least this makes the next date less daunting, however, I think that that may be on the back burner for awhile!

The one thing that I got out of this was at least I could laugh throughout AND after!

Keep laughing....because it really can't be as bad as what this guys next date will have to put up with!

Love RSG! xoxo

Return of the mack....

...or precisely the ex!

Last weekend, sick as a dog and really feeling sorry for myself, I was cleaning my apartment, shopping up a storm and thinking...yes...thinking.  I know, I know, sometimes that is a dangerous thing for a RSG!

Since I had time to actually slow down (well was kind of forced too - as everyone was occupied by the HK Sevens), I started thinking about what I needed to do and what I hadn't done.  My thoughts strayed to my emails and letter writing.  

As I come from a family where my Dad was a 'happy surprise' a lot of my relatives are older and the internet and computer are not apart of their vocabulary, let alone their household!  My train of thought then went to David, a guy that I was seeing when I was in Wuxi and who came to visit me at Christmas a year and half ago.  

We had a great connection but as with the perks (or downfalls), of living overseas he was here for a short time and then returned home to finish his study.  We kept in contact but it was a struggle as feelings kind of got in the way and we felt it better to let things alone.  We have the odd contact every so often but I hadn't replied to his last email from a while ago and remembering, thought 'Crap', I must email, even sending a message to my school account to remember to do so.  Obviously thoughts were lead to other places in my cloudy, foggy, sickness induced brain and fond memories were thought of -it's inevitable, I am a girl after all!

Imagine my surprise, when the very next day I received an email from him, before I had even had time to send one to him, talk about in tune.  It stated that he was in Brazil (what the - he's from Germany!!), talking about spam mail that had come from my account (care of China - typical), that he only wants emails about how I am doing and that quote 'Still have you on my mind, Love David xo'.  

A year and a half later!!!!

Wow!  I mean seriously, what does one do with this information!!!???  Haven't been in contact for awhile, still thinking about each other, thinking of emailing within the same 24 hours...I mean seriously!!!!

Of course I was so excited, I mean how random!!! So I replied with a semi long email, asking about Brazil, and so many other questions, eager to hear the answers and find out what my lovely friend was up to.

Next day, around the same time as the first email: 'So, just missing you, Kiss David xoxo'

WHAT THE?? No answers to the questions just the one answer in response to them all...I guess that is just what IS going on!

BUT SERIOUSLY!! What exactly I am supposed to do with this information! ????  Of course my brain immediately starts swimming, should I see him, will we meet soon, what exactly is going on? WHAT THE? WHAT the? WHAT THE?

Of course I replied to this and to this day no reply!

Typical!!!

So, I have this phrase that I am seriously almost on my way to patenting.  My friends have even started using it a lot:

'Boys ARE dumb'

Simple I know, maybe even obvious to some, but oh so true! No matter what happens, any situation, I tell you, that phrase is definitely one that works!  This situation, is definately no different!  

Don't get me wrong, this phrase is not meant to be used as an insult, this statement can be used in many different ways - jokingly, in frustration, screamed in anger, said with a laugh...but it really is true!  And an oh so frustrating FACT.

'BOYS ARE DUMB' I am stressing to my friends (in reference to my current situation), in frustration!  I mean seriously!

Go on try it......I dare you.....apply it to any situation that you are currently experiencing (or not experiencing), even in relation to boys in your family.... it works, I tell you!!!!! 

The world really is a tricky and testing place because my god they are dumb but boy do we love them!

And I know that I am definitely number one in that respect!

Love RSG! xo