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Ha ha, I’m a bit stumped with this topic/question. What is the craziest thing I’ve ever done? That is a hard question because I do like to think myself as a sane person. I mean, who doesn’t?
After thinking for about three days (yes, I seriously had to think for about three days to answer this question/topic), the craziest thing I have ever done is probably dating a guy I knew for only two (or was it three?) days. (I dunno, this happened a long time ago so I don’t remember how long I knew him exactly.)
Crazy, I know.
And it’s a relationship that’s doomed to fail. Like, duh.
He was just so cute when I met him – he made me laugh like nobody else can, we shared a lot of similar opinions (he wasn’t into books sadly), and time went by so fast when I was with him. I just couldn’t resist his charms. Talking to him made me happier than I ever felt in days.
Our relationship only lasted for about three months and those three months were rocky, as you can expect when you only knew the person you’re dating for about three days. About a week and a half into the relationship (I think it was a week and a half, it might be two weeks too), I learned something major about him that I didn’t know about him before I started dating him (again, not like I would know this about him since I’ve only knew him for two to three days before we started dating) and honestly, I didn’t like how it changed him sometimes. It’s certainly not his fault; it’s not something he can control, but I still don’t like how he acts sometimes. I don’t want to go into further detail about it since it’s a private situation for him and all, but yeah.
During those days he was going through what he was going through, I really wanted to break up with him, but at the same time, I felt guilty if I was going to do that because his condition wasn’t his fault, so I stuck with him. Looking back now, I honestly wish I didn’t because nothing good came out of it.
I finally broke up with him when we were three months or so into the relationship since he was flirting with a lot of girls – even when I was with him. To make matters worse, he flirted with girls that I didn’t get along with and he knew that I didn’t get along with them. That was when I finally had enough – I was tired of his mood swings, tired of his ridiculous attitude, and tired of his wandering eyes; I was just tired about everything about him. Good riddance is all I can say now.
So yeah, that’s probably the craziest thing I have ever done. Do I regret it? No. I learned from that crazy mistake I made and boy, I will never make the same mistake ever again. This time, I will make sure I know the guy I’m dating very well before I actually start dating him.
How about you? Were you ever in a similar situation as I was? What is the craziest thing that you have ever done? I want to know!