Adventures in Dating 4: 45-Minute Man.

Let me tell you a tale of a date that lasted 45 minutes

Happy Almost-Valentine’s Day, nerds. The title in this edition’s Adventures in Dating is a spoiler, but I’m so gobsmacked that I need to reiterate: my fourth date in this experiment lasted forty-five minutes. FORTY. FIVE. MINUTES. 45!!!! In case you couldn’t tell, I am incredulous, reeling, shooketh.

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Adventures in Dating 3: My Date’s Girlfriend.

By the time I got to date three, I already was experiencing dating fatigue. I had gotten over-excited when this whole thing started and arranged three dates pretty much on the trot, and I felt wiped out even after just two dates. After a Sunday night eating waffles and drinking cocktails (ill-advised on a school night, particularly the Espresso Martini), I committed to a full day of work and then a night of what was probably going to be more drinking.

I met C on Hinge, where one of the ‘icebreakers’ on his profile said “what if I told you that I’m in an open relationship, so not looking for anything serious.” And, naturally, I was intrigued.

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On Being Mixed Race.

Whimsicella on what it means to be mixed race

I’ve been thinking a lot about my race lately, namely, what it means to be mixed.

I’ve always been aware that I’ve been ‘other’ to my mostly white friends. My olive complexion always being remarked on, what a “lovely colouring I have” and how I “must get a great tan.” Before people even read my last name, they tilt their heads at me and I can see the cogs turning in their heads as they try and figure out the most sensitive way of asking where I’m (or my parents are) from.

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Adventures in Dating 2: Breakfast for Dinner.

Adventures in Dating whimsicella figuring out if you’re actually on a date with a girl can be tricky

ICYMI: Read about my first date here.

One thing I missed out on during my brief dating hiatus was an app called Hinge. It’s actually been around for a while, but seemed to have risen to prominence in the UK (or London, at least) during the latter part of last year. I missed out on all the Hinge fun, until last month when I decided to embark on this crazy dating adventure.

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My Year in Books (2018).

Whimsicella best reads of last year best books on 2018

Is it too late in the month to still be doing these 2018 round-up posts? Well, tough, because I’m doing one anyway, even if I am late to the game.

Last year started with the ambitious desire to read 26 books by December 31st. A book a fortnight, it’ll be a doddle! I thought. Sure, I was in the middle of a Master’s degree, but seeing as I was studying Creative Writing, which also involves a lot of reading, I thought it wouldn’t be too much trouble.

Cue: lots of travel and socialising, new job with new responsibilities, racing to finish my dissertation, and a few personal crises thrown in for good measure. By November, around 17 books in, I realised that I would not get to my goal of 26 books, and sheepishly lowered my target on Goodreads. I was sad to do it, but knew I had to be realistic. And I was right to do so, seeing as I finished the twentieth and final book in my reading challenge by the skin of my teeth on New Year’s Eve.

As is the tradition, I thought I would share with you some highlights.

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