  Well kiwigirl has not posted in a long time - so figured it was about time to enlighten you all with my dating stories...... Hmmm well I finally slept with my first American boy (i think i mentioned this previously).
Well I got rid of him (he was FAR too American)...started dating another American boy (but this one has lived in Europe for a number of years - alot more promising right???). We went on our first date, i got really really drunk and started making out with him in one of my favourite bars in Dupont - NOT a good idea. Anyway in my extreme drunkness (like 8 vodkas) i decided to take him home - so I took him home. Did not shag - but woke up thinking life was good. Second date - what a disaster - I didn't find him funny, cute or interesting - what was I thinking?
Why did i take him home the first night? My late New Years resolution is never never to get drunk on a first date. And thats my story.... I think I need a nice kiwi boy - or perhaps even an Aussie boy....actually I think I just need to move to South Africa to be with my ex who I clearly still love. :) PS - what kind of country does not give you time off over Easter off? I mean...seriously...how rude..... 
