Author: spacebunny@gmail.com

No expectations of Patrick, just to protect myself from getting hurt. But indeed he didn’t even message me today, and I was still hurt.

I shouldn’t have to lower my expectation so much. I’d rather not have a guy than to have a flakey, insincere guy.

 

This is what I want to say to him:

I thought what we had was meaningful. Now I see it wasn’t.

Flakiness and insincerity are a waste of my time.

Please leave me out of your life.

Now my view of him is forever tainted. I guess it was tainted to begin with, otherwise I would’ve have felt the need to be so guarded and setting up a super low expectation.

It’s possible to find a good guy, I think. But, it requires putting myself out there, which I don’t want to do right now.

I’m 35, attracted to the young guys. I don’t want to find out how my market value has decreased. Inevitably it has. And more so each day. No normal 20-something will choose a 35 yo based on an online profile.

Perhaps if circumstances caused me to be around a 20-something, and we fell in love. Then there’s a chance that the guy is normal. But even then, the age gap is not something I’m interested in. Younger guys tend to be inexperienced, insincere, flakey, inconsiderate, unwise. A good looking, mature, wise, 20-something will have so many better options to pick from than a 35 yo with an extremely high expectation.

I don’t know if older guys are better actually. I just know that they are uglier, and more jaded.

The truth is, dating scene is way too grim right now for me. Sigh. And it’s all down hill from here. Double sigh.

Granted, I don’t socialize, I hardly have any friends. If I’m creative about this, I can still get laid by hot young guys. Join co-ed volleyball, go to meet-ups, go to speed dating, etc etc.

I’m sad that I have no good memories of any guy in my life now. Not even Patrick…the only person who was good to me, until now.

 

 

I don’t know why I feel sad. Not as sad as before, when Norm was thinking about committing suicide. Just a mild discontent. But it sits on me, making it hard to breathe.

Every morning that I wake up, I feel stressed. Really I have such a great life. I can wake up whenever I wish, I do whatever I want. I have the house to myself, a fridge full of food, a bank account with money so I can buy food or anything I need.

The weather is fantastic. The sun shines bright, the sky is blue, the breeze is light, and the beach is like heaven. Amazon ring sales are great (slower on some days, which I really take to heart too much).

Disneyland awaits. NAAF awaits. Patrick awaits!

Seriously, now that this is written down, I’m so lucky. I’m so grateful.

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So what makes me feel sad?

Slow ring sales days
– Happens. That’s just the way businesses are. Worrying does not change things. Know that you are already doing everything to improve sales consistency. If sales slow for over 3 days, then start reflecting and form a plan. Just keep doing what you do, don’t let your mood get affected by something like this! Your steady, happy, strong emotional health is important for your biz. It’s good for your well-being.

Refunds / Unsatisfied customers / Difficult customers
– Ask if there’s anything we can improve. Know you that can’t satisfy everyone all the time. Sending the email is already doing your best. If they reply / By handling them, you learn. It’ll for sure be beneficial down the road.

Mailing error
– Happens. Resolve. Know that it’s not your fault, and it’s rare. Know that later on you can get someone else to handle this. Know that FBA makes it not your problem, and most of your biz is FBA.

Having to do things I don’t want to do, such as SEO
– Just think about the additional ring sales you’ll get out of this. Know why you do each thing. More ring sales = more money. More money = more freedom, more options, more opportunities, more delegation = more happiness.

Loneliness
– This is temporary. You have been a good friend to several people, and they will be good friends back at you. When you’re in Vancouver, you’ll have these people to hang out with: Norm, Midori, Afiya, Cat, and more people you meet.

Bad skin
– This is temporary too. You’ll use Pentaxyl regularly, and take something like OPC powder. Drink water. You’ll have it figured out!

Aging
– Everybody ages. This 41 year old Taiwanese woman is doing amazing. I can do it too!  She works out, snacks on apples, applies pentaxyl cream, and drinks water with OPC powder.

Fear that Patrick might disappoint me
– No expectations. If you see him, great, if you don’t, also great. Remember how transforming he was to your alopecia. That’s wonderful. But that experience you had with him does not make him a saint. He was the right person at the right place and the right time. He never was a saint. He was great in bed, he was social, he was a flirt, he was a cheater. He admires ambitious people, his attention span was short, he was a flake, his top priority was himself. He loved people, he loved everybody, he is open-minded and non-judging. He wants to be a good person but his self control is low. He wants to succeed but he has no persistence. He is optimistic, chill. He doesn’t have a plan. He doesn’t have huge ambition. He just likes hanging out with friends on the beach, on hot sunny days.

I don’t know much about him, but I know these things about him. He is just a normal guy who is attracted to your appearance. You had a fling with him, but neither of you would actually consider dating each other. Yes, you may have been a couple in a previous life or a future life, but no need to make it a big deal this life.

My own procrastination, lack of productivity, and sometimes lack of motivation
– Go to bed early. Wake up at 8:30a – tried that today, went horribly. It’s more important to get enough sleep
– Write down to do for the day – tried that…no motivation today…probably from sleep depravation and intoxication (in the basement, searching for my staple gun and glue gun).

 

Ok now I’m gonna go over each of the above and make things right for myself 🙂

 

 

Already Patrick is changing me, and that shouldn’t be.

I messaged him yesterday and he hasn’t messaged back. He didn’t have to, but it was definitely the coldest way to handle it.

I have been exercising since I heard from him yesterday. I also stopped eating wheat and most of the non-paleo foods.

I also bought some intense moisturizers.

Sigh. I guess in some ways it’s good. I was losing the motivation to look good and stay healthy again. And while it kinda sucked that he didn’t message me back, it wasn’t on my mind too much.

I did dream about how we can hang out lots, go on dates, etc. But, I’m gonna stop doing that. Forget it. I’m not even gonna remind him when I get to Vancouver in 10 days. I’m not gonna go out of my way to get someone to come to me. I’m not gonna fantasize about him anymore.

I’ll enjoy time with him if it happens, but I’m not gonna make it a priority, or any priority.

Sigh. I know it’s kinda lame. But, I just don’t trust handing my heart to someone like him. Not at all.

It shouldn’t be this way. I shouldn’t have to drop my expectations so low when hanging out with anyone. I won’t do that. Not even for Patrick. I won’t tolerate disrespect.

Had my lesson with Josh. I suppose that was the reason why it happened. So that I can be more guarded. Thinking back booty call guys don’t give you a time. They think they can just drop by any time.

I wish, with all my heart, that the world loves me. That I get undivided attention. That I get spoiled for once. I think everyone wants that. ….At least I don’t hurt people. At least I try to be responsible and reliable. That’s not what some of these guys are like.

On the plus side, I’m so thrilled about the ring sales these days! 39 Amazon ring orders yesterday plus 1 bow tie; also a 6 bow tie order on KT, and 1 ring order from Etsy! Today, 39 rings sold on Amazon so far (11:17pm) and 3 from Etsy!

I’m so stoked that, in month 1, I made $4, and in month 2 (the past 30 days). I made $4492 + $4958 + $1,253 = $10,703 USD!!!! Plus $2.1K sales from Knotheory.com, which is about $1.2K profit. So $11.9K USD, (plus about $60 from Etsy) which is $14.9K CAD!!!! Holy amazing. I’m SO grateful and so happy!!!

Wow. Patrick is back in Vancouver!

I could hardly believe it. I have been thinking about him a bit more lately, and I wondered why all that thinking about him didn’t bring him come back into my life. But then it did.

Last night, an hour before his birthday, he Facebook msg’d me. I didn’t even recognize who that was. His screen name was “Patrick Tal” instead of “Patrick Talbot”. I had to read our past conversation to see who it was. I noticed that last we chatted was me wishing him Happy Birthday in 2013. Exactly two years ago.

I love many things about him. He was the first person to make me feel amazing without hair. He was one of the hottest guys I’ve slept with. He was funny. He was….someone I’ve met and been in love with in previous lives.

But I know he is not perfect. I know I cannot trust him. I know I cannot count on him. He said I was the first person he thought of upon coming back to Vancouver. That’s sweet. But deep down I just think that he sugar coats everything and probably says the same to other girls.

Still I fantasized that we’ll have a super fun summer. I fantasized that I ask him to help me get abs. We have a hot workout, hot sex. And after, we go for lunch, and I’d buy him lunch as a thank-you for training me. And we’d see each other a couple times a week for this, and we’d have steaming hot sex every time.

But I don’t bank on this happening. Even if it did, I don’t bank on it being consistent. Ha, unless I pay him.

My biggest fear is that we don’t end well. It happened when I saw Idriss the second time, and when I saw Josh the second time.

With Josh, all I expected was that he showed up and kept in touch if he was gonna be away. He couldn’t even do that. Wasn’t a problem the first time I met him, but second time it was.

I think Patrick will be the same. He is probably gonna be worse.

When we expect nothing, we don’t get hurt. I wish I get everything I want, but I want a lot. It’s easier to make myself not want it much, than to want it half way.

I’ll be happy to see him if it happens. If I don’t, I’ll be happy that at least we had some special memory from last time.

 

Ryan who I met last summer at floater boating messaged me the day before.

He was the alpha male of the floater boating gathering, since he founded it about 10 years ago. Plus he was the only good looking guy at the event. So, I was attracted to him.

He was not super hot. He was decently hot though. Plus he was funny, smart, a mechanical engineer who obviously makes a good income, cool, and sexy. I liked him.

But, he has a girlfriend. She was decently pretty, great body, super nice. They are a good match.

Last summer, just before parting, I felt that he was attracted to me at some level. But he was a good enough bf that he didn’t express it.

Since then, I have been wanting to be friends with him, and, I guess his gf too. They were both funny and I wanted to be friends with funny people. They hosted lots of parties too.

They were friendly but somehow we didn’t meet up at all the past year.

I chatted with them on FB once, 2 months ago. Krysta was nice and funny. Ryan was, not flirty, but sexual.

Then the day before, Ryan messaged me out of the blue. Normal start, but he definitely slipped in flirty lines. I got so turned on. But I didn’t let him know. I wanted to be a good person and not trying to steal someone’s boyfriend.

I lost a bit of respect for him for being flirty despite having a great gf. But at the same time, I got so fucking wet. I masturbated several times that day, and yesterday.

I think it was my posting of 6 shades of Tanya on Facebook that turned him on all of a sudden. That pic is definitely a sex bait. Got me Josh.

 

It’s saddening though, to think that all the great bf’s I know have hit on me. Mike, Jason’s friend (while his gf was pregnant), Patrick, James (Jamie’s), Matthew, and now Ryan. The only one who hasn’t hit on me was Ty. He is a pretty good guy.

At the same time, I’m kind of thrilled that these guys were attracted to me. Because I was attracted to them too. (Except not so much with Jason’s friend…whatever his name was.) And it made me feel somewhat attractive to attract pretty much any guy I’ve been attracted to. The only times I’ve failed were when the guy was already fixated on a crush (Like Joe with Jackie, and Jarl).

I don’t think I can ever trust a guy when everyone flirts. I guess some girls are ok with it though…?

In any case, I sort of know Krysta and she’s been nothing but nice, so, it’s hard. Plus, Ryan is not Patrick. Patrick is someone I’ve met before. He is unique.

Still, I fantasized about Ryan. I hardly remembered what he looked like, but I fantasized that he made a move on me and we kissed passionately and I moaned quietly, then I pulled away, totally wet, noticing his boner.

I haven’t had sex in so long, that even this is turning me on. Sigh. I want a playmate. A nice, sexy, sweet friend with benefit.

 

I’m sensitive. I think that makes it easier to be sad.

For example, a while ago I uploaded pics of me and Jarl. He untagged himself. I was sad. I tried very hard to think of reasons why. I thought maybe he was embarrassed to be seen with me (worst case scenario), or maybe he was gay, or maybe he was just starting to date someone.

Yesterday on Facebook, it was posted that he is now in a relationship with someone. Well, that explained it.

I guess I should’ve been somewhat happy, but I was still sad.

I was sad, because I didn’t get to get with him.

I shouldn’t be so sad, because maybe he was attracted but his heart was already somewhere else. That’s the best scenario already.

Well, the best scenario is that I hook up with someone cute on that Thailand trip.

I feel sad that I didn’t. I feel sad that even Cyn got more action. I feel sad that…it’s been so long (6, 7 months) since I had sex, and even longer since I made love.

Come to think of it, I haven’t really made love to anyone. I’ve had great sex, but I’ve never been in love.

In a way I love Patrick, but not really. If I knew more about him, I’m certain I would not love him.

It’s kind of sad, isn’t it? To come to this world and not find love.

I suppose I have found greater love. Love for people with alopecia. Love for myself for having alopecia.

I don’t really know what love is. Some motions of it seems…..ambiguous. Does mom love me? I suppose as much as anyone can love me. Does dad love me? I think he loves his dog.

Can I love someone? The thought of loving someone just makes me think of compromises, sacrifices, fights, burden, dependence, annoyance, assimilation, loss of self identity. I only see these negatives, and even if it was amazing and perfect, I see that it must end at some point.

I don’t know the how nor the why of love.

For now, I focus on making money. It’s something I’ve tried for 5+ years and is finally happening. I thank God for everything. There has been a lot of luck involved. I hope I do make millions a year before turning 40. I hope that I have that part figured out…

Love, I’ll tackle it as it comes 🙂

 

 

DaJoJo passed away a few days ago. It surprised everyone.

He was so chill. His health seemed fined. 66 years – shorter than what anyone would’ve expected.

I feel sad for Shangyi and Shangrei. Mom cried. I cried. Everyone cried.

Aunt Shu and Mom kept saying he was such a wonderful person. He has always been good to me.

When Alison was getting married, I met up with DaJoJo for lunch one day. He treated me to a lavish buffet. He was just so chill and easygoing. He wasn’t opinionated nor judging. Pretty open-minded.

He had a big tooth gap, but he refused to get it filled because it required that he quit smoking, lol.

I felt ok asking him anything. I asked him if Shangyi was a lesbian. He said he wasn’t sure.

As we parted ways, he gave me a red envelope to give to Alison. The he asked if I had money. I said, Yeah, lots. He saw that I had just a few hundred NT, he was like, That’s it?

Later on, he called me and said, “Take some money out of the red envelope.” I think it was $8000NT.

He called again soon after, “But don’t tell Alison that you did!” Haha.

I can’t remember why I was quite ready to have some extra spending money. I went ahead and bought some shoes. I think it was 6 pairs of shoes.

Dajojo had always been good to me, and the last impression was good too. I like him more than I like Uncle Mitch. Mitch is less and less likeable as he ages. Stingy and judging.

I’m gonna miss Dajojo.

On one hand, he’s had a great life, especially in his later years. No stress, no financial worries. He was of the philosophy that being in the middle is best. I remember he said, don’t exercise too much, because then you have to keep doing it. Or said that a friend of his had lots of money, and he started a business, lost all of it.

He didn’t risk much in life. He didn’t venture out of his comfort zone. He didn’t strive for anything. But that was the way he liked it. He was always content, it seems. And so, it was a good life.

And of course, I want to believe that we are here by choice. How we arrive, how we leave, are also by choice. I think DaJoJo was here just to relax, have a good time. He wasn’t here to learn stuff, to struggle, to thrive. This is a boat cruise for him.

I’m glad he had a smooth life 🙂

 

These days I’ve been just thinking about sex more. I miss Patrick. I miss Josh. Even though Josh was not a good person, I miss the physical aspects of him. Those eyes and eyebrows. The lips. The skin. I doubt I’ll ever find anyone as hot again.

I’ve been hanging out with Norm almost everyday, since he tried to commit suicide on May 1st. It’s been draining. I’m glad he is alive though. It was a close call.

I don’t mind hanging out with him sometimes, but I feel obligated to hang out with him often to make sure he is ok. He seems fine. He was just frustrated by not being able to find any girl to date. I hope the psychologist will be helpful.

We all want a certain company. Me, I want fun, positive friends. I want hot, young, genuine, fun, sexy guys to make love to. But I don’t get any of that.

He wants big breasted girls to date. He wants friends. He doesn’t get any of that.

I have a better mom and a better dad. I think that helps.

I finally uploaded my last Thailand photo album to Facebook today. It was the photos with the Swedish boys. To my total surprise, Jarl untagged himself from all photos of me and him…well the 3 of them. Ok, 2 of them he was wearing his undies. 1 of them, he was just in the pic with me. I was quite saddened by it. I feel that it was because he didn’t want to seem like there was anything between us.

Today I had too much on my mind – my ASM biz and Norm and Mother’s Day, to care about what it really meant. Maybe he is gay. Maybe he is into someone and doesn’t want to mislead him/her. Maybe it’s not as bad as I think it is. I’lll give him the benefit of a doubt. Because, he is not worth me feeling sad over. He was cute, yes, but he was hardly on my mind. He was not charming, he was not amazing.

Who is amazing? Patrick. I think about him often, yet, he never comes into my life. So much for manifestation. Used to work: when I thought about him, he’d show up.

Josh, I think about him a lot more often lately. I think it’s because summer time is near, and we hooked up in the summer. I think also it’s because he is thinking of me. I know he must miss me. We had such an amazing time. But it’ll never be rekindled. He did nasty things, I said nasty things.

When can I find someone who is sincere and hot and loves me? Does this person exist? The older I get, the less likely it’s gonna happen, it seems. I’m further and further away from the hot young guys, never mind the sincerity and love! I think it’s gonna have to be paid sex. Sigh.

But you know what’s making me happy? ASM doing well 🙂 It’s not yet steady, but it’s been a source of happiness. Amazing that after 5 years of working hard on ties and bow ties, I can expect $1500 ~ $3000 per month. Silicone wedding rings on Amazon? $8,000 in sales the first month. This past month, Apr 8 to May 8, I finally brought in $10K in sales. About $7K USD ($8500CAD) in profit. Thank you God.

I asked for money not boyfriend for now, and that’s what I get. I am horny and wanting some physical contact with a cute boy, but I want money even more right now.