Why me?

Ok, for some unknown reason to be, I attract the... let's just say 'weirdo's'. Here is my newest dating story...
The week before Thanksgiving I went to a party with my friend from work. It was at her mother's house and it was all of her mother's cousins and what not. So we're playing cards, Pinochle to be specific, and they all decide that I should be hooked up with their sons because i'm alone, depressed, and single. Not really, I just think that's how i'm perceived because of the single factor. I'm acutally quite content with that situation right now. Anywho, so there are two ladies who have sons of my age. One is 24, gratuating from USU with an electrical engineer batchelors and already has a job held for him at HAFB. The second one is 21 and just returning from his mission.
So while we are there playing cards, they call the 24 year old, send him a picture of me, and set up a date for the friday night after thanksgiving. I was fine with this, i'm used to being put on the spot and being lined up with people I never intend on continuing to date. The reason being is this...
I have a theory when it comes to setting people up. A person meets another person who just happens to be single. They then think in their head who they know that is single. They then tell you that they want to set you up with someone. But here's the catch, it's not because they think the two of you will get along. Or that the two of you have a lot in common, no, no, no, it is mearly the fact that the both of you are single. Nothing has to be in common, only the fact that you both are lonley, depressed, and single. Only in Utah are you looked at in this light, if you are over the age of 19 for girls, 21 for boys, and are still single, you are percieved as suicidal. That is how i feel on this subject :)
Ok so back to the story. We have our date set up, we text in an attempt to get to know one another just a little bit. But texting is NOT the way, people are fake over texts, at least that's what I think. So Thanksgiving day arrives and he asks me to come meet him at his family gathering. I went for some odd reason on my way home from my family dinner. I met his whole family and said hi to the three women I met at the pinochle game. That was a very awkward moment... Meeting his whole family. You only do this if you are engaged so I had a lot of ideas as to what was going through everyones head ha ha... oh man. I was there for about an hour and then left to get to another family gathering.
We went on our date the next day. It was fun in a way but I felt like I was carrying the conversation most of the time. He was really quiet, shorter than me, and many other things. I decided that he would be fun as a friend but nothing more. He obviously was scared or uncomfortable and i'm sure after time, he would come out of his shell but I need a man that can hold his own in any situation. Also, a man taller than me, sorry.
The date ended, he texts me for a bit here and there and then invites me to a family Christmas party. I'm sorry, I had plans, but even if I didn't, once was enough for me. He then continues to text me and asks me this last friday for a date sat night, I once again had plans but offered to hang out another time. Hang out and a date are very different in the light that I look at it.
Later friday, I got a letter in the mail which I am now going to write for you to read.... Brace yourself.
~Mary:
By the world's biggest fluke I understand that you know so and so (I won't put names). Whoever introduced him to you, you seriously need to thank them. Since I know both of you, you longer and better, I'm not going to put any stress on you by telling you who I am, not yet anyway. One of the reasons I don't want to reveal myself is because I'm not sure if you two were just a one time thing or you're still in touch. If you're still in touch, take the time to get to know him better and his personality will eventually come out. He's really a top notch kid and I just wanted to let you know that, besides the fact that I thought this was a good thing for both of you. Enough for now, I'll just sit by and quietly find out what, if anything, is going down with you two and if I find out something is happening, I'll be back in touch. Are you intrigued?~
That was it. No return address, no signature, nothing. Who the heck in their right mind would write a letter like that?! If this person knows me like they say they do, they would know that it would drive me nuts to get this!!! Tell me who you are ya punk!! grrrrr!!! I can't tell you how mad I was while reading this. I can't figure out who would write it. I have a few ideas but no one that is stupid enough to do it. I thought maybe he wrote it, got a friend to do it, his mother. I even thought about his high school teacher who is in my parents ward. I have no idea and it bugs me!!! Why does crap like this happen to me so offen!!!!???? Why can't I just attract normal people!!!!???? Why can't I just find someone normal to date. Why!!!!!!??????
Just from reading my blog you've only seen one dating story. Since i'm a slacker when it comes to posting (i'm getting better), you don't know half the crap that i've dated. I will start to post more crappy dating stories so this ranting makes more sense but until then..... HELP?

Funny

Shrek, Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt were all having lunch together.
Shrek said, 'I have always thought that I'm the strongest man in the world,
but how can I be sure?'
Angelina Jolie agreed. 'I'm told I'm the most gorgeous of them all, but sometimes I wonder.
Brad Pitt said, 'I'm pretty sure I'm the sexiest man alive but I've never had it confirmed.'
They all decided that the best way to find out if their beliefs were true was to ask the famed talking 'mirror, mirror on the wall' to confirm for them whether Shrek was the strongest, Angelina Jolie was the most gorgeous and Brad Pitt was the sexiest. They agreed to meet again the next day for lunch to discuss their findings.
The next day Shrek walked up with a smile. 'Well, true. The mirror told me that I am the strongest man in the world.'
Brad Pitt perked up and said: 'And I know for sure that I'm the sexiest man alive.'
But Angelina Jolie lifted her sad, gorgeous face and said..
Who the heck is Mary Harkness?

Grrrr

So do I not exist? Being good friends and talked about marriage for nearly six years and then you just stop talking to me? How the heck do you justify this? Do guys not have the descensie to at least tell you how they're feeling so you know whether or not to back off? Good Crap!! Ok... now that that is out... i've decided to vent for just a moment and if any of you have any hints or suggestions please, please, let me know.
So here's the begining. We met going into 10th grade. He was moving a town which is 5 hours drive away. We kept in touch via email. When he came to visit we would be "a thing". We kissed, hugged, and did whatever high school kids do when they are in like. So we stayed really good friends throughout the years. He goes on his mission, we email nearly every week. He comes home, I go down to visit. He's very stand offish which i understand, he'd only been home for one week. So we talk, I say goodbye, we say our "I love you's" and I drive back home.
I decided to let him be the first one to innitiate convo. Well, two months later and I still haven't heard from him. What the hell!!?? I don't get it. Six years and then nothing? No, "I don't want to be friends anymore."? No, "It's just not what I want in my life right now."? No nothing!! What am I suppossed to do with that? Today I finally just sent him an email saying, "hi, didn't think i was that forgettable but apparantly I am. how's life?"
Should I just forget about him? Should I ask him any specific questions? What about the friendship? Does that mean that I was just a safety blanket all of these years? Am I just his poor man's whoever? I don't get it!! sigh..... ok... I just needed to vent.

The beginning

So, I was talking to my friends the other night about how I need to start a blog. Well, I like blogs, I have a blog, and I would like to use it...anybody, anybody? ok, that was from the wedding singer, I just modified it a bit. Anyway, we decided that my blog will be on the pathetic dating stories that are my life. Um so this is where I wish I had good comic timing in my writing like my wonderful 'right asset'. But if you're reading this then you'll just have to deal with it ;)
Where to begin. . . I'm pretty sure that none of these will be in chronological order just to forwarn you. These stories will just be coming as I think of them. So let's start with.... let's call him Frank... cause that is a good generic name.... which also happens to be his ha ha. Ok so when I was right out of high school I was desperate to get married for some odd reason. I don't know, maybe it was the fact that my family was pushing me to get married at 19 like the rest of the girls. So the summer after high school I joined myspace and got in touch with all of my friends but also some new people.
There was this one guy (Frank) who started writing me. He was handsome and in the army and 26. Mind you, I was only 18 and fresh out of high and being naive was a natural thing for me ha ha. Well, it just so happened that he was living about 5 minutes away from my parents house so I decided to stop by on my way to school one afternoon (school being the ATC). May I just say that pictures are very deceiving for he was not as attractive (to me) as his pictures made him to be.
Well after meeting that time he texted me..... a lot.... asking me to hang out with him. So I told him we would hang out on one condition, we weren't alone. So he told me to come over to watch a movie and that his roommate would be there with his grilfriend. He comes and picks me up and takes me to his house where his roommate just happened to Not be there. Well, we decided that we were going to watch a movie so he let me pick. Every movie was pirated and either X-rated or above. I personally only watch pg-13 and under so I ended up picking the only movie not rated R, Count of Monte Cristo. A wonderful movie but very long, something I didn't take into account until half way through the movie when I was wishing that I was home in bed.
So we start the movie and the whole time Frank is laying on my lap, putting his arms on/around me, trying to get me to lay down with him on the couch, and to be honest, just plain annoying. Ten minutes into the movie however, he stands up and asks me if I want a drink. I politely say no and continue to watch the movie. He then gets up about ten minutes later and asks me again for a drink and again, I say no thanks. He got up 8 times during the movie to offer me a drink. Now, I know I was naive but to me, being that persistant, made me think that he was just trying to drug me. Now, call me crazy if you will, but that's what i think.
We finish the movie and I ask him to take me home but he answers by asking me a question, "Want to see my room?" Once again, being the naive girl I was I said yes and then only thought about the possible outcome as I was walking back to his room. When I arrive, I poke my head in the door, say, "That's nice," and continue to head back to the front door. Personally, I thought that that was smooth ha ha. Ok, so he comes back to the living room after a second and I tell him to please take me home. He then asks for a goodbye hug. I give him a hug and then lean back as he leans in to kiss me. In the few seconds that passed the only thing I could think to do was put my hands up, so I did. He then started to kiss my hands as I told him, "Frank, you're not going to get a kiss so stop trying."In response he says, "Just one kiss, please. Take your wall down and just give me a small kiss." HA!! You wish idot!! I told him probably ten times to stop kissing my hands before I pushed his face out of the way and headed towards the car. I told him I would be waiting in his car.
I waited for about twenty minutes before he came out to take me home. Thinking back, I should have just walked but I was still laughing to myself at how pathetic he was. He then took me home and asked for another hug, I told him he already had one but I gave him one anyway. In his desperation for a kiss he leaned in again and got my ear instead because i'm that quick, yes, i'm very quick. Anyway, as far as Frank goes, I haven't talked to him since (going on three years and enjoying every minute of it!!). Oh, except he emailed me about a year ago telling me he was back in town. I didn't care to respond.
And that is my first post.... long.... exciting, ok probably actually boring for you all but hey, it's my life. If you have any inputs on what i could write about that would be great!! See ya'll later!!