Courtship
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 12/22/2009 - 13:49

Since returning to the dating game, I've noticed that men just don't put in as much effort as they used to. The art of courtship has boiled down to texting, emailing and hooking up. Good night phone calls and sweet talk at dawn are long gone.

The Performer was one of the few men who'd actually picked up the phone to call. The fact that he'd dialed my number felt like a Godsend, but then he never called again to ask me out on an official date. And Funny Guy? I hadn't received any sort of communication from him in days.


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Cloud Nine
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 12/17/2009 - 12:32

Since planting a kiss on The Performer, I was on cloud nine. Not because I was fantasizing about my future wedding and mini-Sujeirys. On the contrary, I hadn't had a single dreamy thought. But because I was loving the new me! Then came a test. My phone rang. I didn't recognize the number but picked up anyway.

"Its Shaquan. What up gurl?!" He responded in a high-pitched voice. I laughed and shook my head, immediately aware that it was The Performer.

"Hey, how are you?" I asked.


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Kissing Queen
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 12/15/2009 - 16:00

I remember how carefree I was during my college days. I would go to class (sometimes), hang out with my girls, chug-a-lug and flirt with every cute boy on campus. I was less serious and less intense, especially in the boy department. Oh, and did I mention I was a kissing slut?


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Not So Funny Anymore...
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 12/10/2009 - 14:53

My hectic schedule didn't allow me to go the Funny Guy's comedy show. To be honest, I didn't really want to troop it to Queens for a man I'd just met. After all that had happened, I was over putting effort into a relationship that hadn't even launched. Funny Guy would have to come to me!


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Funny Guy
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 12/08/2009 - 12:40

I've always wanted a man who can make me laugh, and one day, while co-hosting on radio, I found my guy. Funny Guy was cute, 38-years-old and Uruguayan. He was also a comedian. His jokes and wisecracks had my eyes filled with tears of laughter, not sadness.


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Attention, Por Favor!
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 12/07/2009 - 10:00

I've never been the type of woman who needs constant attention from a man. I’ve spent over a year not dating—as in celibate! So why had I agreed to go on a date with Alex, a man who treated me well, but with whom I felt no spark during our six-month relationship? Was this just a cry for attention?

I wasn’t quite sure, so I decided to let Alex know what was on my mind.

“Maybe it isn’t a good idea that we hang out,” I began.

“Really? But I like hanging out with you. You’re great!”


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Looking Back
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 12/01/2009 - 15:55

For a single gal, the holiday season can bring a bit of the blues. Sure it feels wonderful to be with my semi-dysfunctional familia (I have a crotch grabbing aunt and many drunken uncles), but I find it difficult to enjoy the coquito and turkey wings when everyone around me is coupled off. I wish I had a man to wipe away the grease from my lip! And how about someone to tuck me in for a nap when the turkey and drinks do their job?


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Lookin' for Lovin'
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 11/24/2009 - 13:00

After sending that email to Mr. G, I just wanted to live my life. With that change of mentality came a change of energy. Just like that I felt open to everything and, because of this, men came a-knocking.

Exes started calling, trying to rekindle what once was. My first love even created an artistic portrait of one of my pictures because he was "inspired." Was it Elijah's way of showing me he wanted more than friendship, I wondered? Ah, who cares!


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On My Own?
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 11/19/2009 - 15:54

After my so-called date, I felt myself slipping into a state of lonely stagnation. There I was: a 31-year-old woman with no potential romance in sight, still moping over the Mr. G fiasco. I tried moving forward, planning events and working, but my thoughts returned to feelings of hopelessness.

Then I had a dream. I dreamed that two fish were swimming in a fountain alongside one another. My eyes snapped open and I knew what I had to do to regain faith and move past the bitterness that consumed me. So I grabbed my handy Blackberry and composed the following message.


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First Date
By Sujeiry Gonzalez | 11/18/2009 - 12:03

My heartbeat quickened as I walked toward the golden arches. This was my first time going out with a new guy in a while, and I still didn't know how I felt about it all. I just hoped he wasn't taking me to McDonald's. Seconds later, we were finally face to face and I hoped to gain some clarity. But I didn't really feel anything when we first met, no butterflies fluttering or even a hint of a caterpillar trying to break free of its cocoon.


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