by Hugo Reed

Created on: January 30, 2009

Dating. All at once the word seems to be an unbound mixture of love, hate, confusion, pimple-popping and arguing. I highly doubt I've been on one such thing I would call a "normal" date. Not that any date within the wild parameters of this world are truly normal to one except ourselves, but the fact remains that even to myself, my dates have been, to say the very least odd.

With my first date, I was already engaged to the girl before I even offically dated her. I would not recommend this for anyone. It is suppressive, stressful, unneeded and overall, stupid. Point remains this is were I was at the splendid age of sixteen and due to my unique mind, I was blind. I took her out once, went to visit her the next to see her cheating on me with another man and lost all patience with her. Suffice it to say that she does not like me because I have refused to say a word to her ever since.

My next girlfriend was a lot more pleasant and a lot more enjoyable. First off, I didn't get engaged right away, which was much wiser. However, my tact left more than something to be desired. I met her one and a half weeks before I asked her out. The day I asked her out was one week after her brother committed suicide. Lastly, I asked her out to our school's homecoming dance. Overall, every single one of these was a mistake. To my credit, the thing with her brother was completely an unintentional unknown circumstance. I am not the type of jerk to ignore family problems of that magnitude.

However, that alone doesn't not succeed within my oddities. I am a very helpless hapless romantic. Meaning that I was often sending my girlfriend love notes, songs, flowers, chocolate (the ultimate "I'm sorry" gift for all the males out there), and whatever else I could get my hands on simply because I loved her and still do. Thsi habit has changed very little since then simply as I have run out of lyrics that I haven't used already.

Now, my habits and antics aren't the only weird ones between the pair of us. My wife (the girlfriend described above) has a rather odd antic. Pimple popping. For any females reading this, please feel free to tell me if it's actually normal to do that. However, the fact is she will literally attack my face, neck and back popping pimples as she goes. I actually had to make her stop it for two months so as to let my face heal from the process. It is actually not a pleasant experience, but I know if she doesn't do it neither will I, so I just put up with it as often as I can bare, though I've had to let my bangs properly cover my forehead now.

The overlaying point is that every couple has their oddities and quirks within the wide wonderful world of dating, and there are no exceptions, save Hollywood couples which seem to be able to defy all logic and cunning within the world you and I inhabit. The most important thing as far as dating is just do have fun and enjoy the time of the one who you are with, even if you don't think you are going to date them again. Even if you don't like the person romantically, a happy date is better than an angry one. This is particularly true if you are the male because the females holds nothing back when she gets upset at you and the prospect of children is rather pleasant when faced with that alternative.

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