Explaining Olivia

My story starts like most. With my birth. My parents loved each other at some point I am sure, but split when I was 10, and therefore I always have two people to blame my relationship problems on. (I love having someone to blame!)

I’ve been dating since I was 11 years old, and have been through ups and downs. (Mostly downs) I am writing this blog to share my stories with….well…nobody for the most part, few people read this shit, but sometimes it’s nice to know you aren’t the only person dealing with the bullshit that is the dating world. That and when you have dated as many guys as I have, you accumulate some pretty good dating stories.

I currently live in a small city in Canada that I call Lakeview, although that is not it’s actual name. I have a day job that I enjoy but it doesn’t pay much, but I do have Internet access, as well as a car, so as you can see, I am quite a catch. And believe it or not, I am single.  I have loved and lost, and have lived to write about it.  You’re welcome. I love football more than hockey (breaking the hockey loving Canadian stereotype once and for all) and my name is not even close to Olivia, but that’s what you can call me.

Or call me maybe. I don’t really care, just don’t call me late to dinner.

That was bad. I’ll just see myself out…

Enjoy the blog!


P.S: This is just my view point of how these events have gone down. There are two sides to every story, and I am not even close to being an angel, so even if I paint myself a bit with that brush, I realize I have hurt others over the years too. But let those assholes write their own blog about how much of a bitch I am. 🙂

P.P.S: In case you haven’t noticed, all names used have been changed to keep the identities of these people anonymous.


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