Should a guy always pay for a date?

You are on your first, second, third date.  


Who grabs the check? Does it matter who asked out who?  


Check out the video below and share your story with Anabelle at askanabellehere@gmail.com or comment below.


Who should pay for the date?  

Drama is not a spice

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You come home one night and notice a group of girls huddled around your roommate.  She is proudly extending her left hand and you notice a diamond ring glimmering in the light, announcing her news.  

This is what many of you will be seeing this semester and this is what many of you will be experiencing yourself.  So what is your reaction?  Do you join in and congratulate your roommate? Do you brush past her and head straight to your room because inside you just can't believe she is engaged instead of you? Do you make rude comments about how "big" or how "small" her diamond is - because after all - that is what really matters isn't it?


Whether you think you fit this description or not, every girl has been guilty of reacting dramatically to someone else's accomplishment.  I'm not sure if girls are born with a drama gland: secreting gossip, jealousy and spite in the blood stream, or if they simply just find joy in creating havoc.  Drama is drama - and it has got to stop - immediately.


Imagine a world where sincere comments, kind smiles and encouragement were given in place of all the drama out there.  Do you like it when you see a girl sizing you up?  Looking you up and down? Whispering and pointing in your direction?  Ladies, these kinds of things are not spicing up your life. They are making you bitter.


My point:  Girls if you want a boyfriend, a best friend or any sort of lasting relationship, get rid of the drama.  A woman who glows with self esteem built by passion, hard work and happiness in herself radiates attractive.  

Embarrassing Story of the week winner

Dearest Anabelle,

I have a thousand stories I could tell, but I don't want to incriminate too many of the offenders before they've had a chance to marry themselves off. There does happen to be one story that I feel needs to be shared with the world, so that it can hopefully be avoided.

Once upon a time, I was set up on a date. I felt that I could trust the friend who set me up, and so I went ahead and said 'yes' to this mystery boy who had asked me out. He came to my door the next night and I was surprised to find that he was actually quite attractive.

He was incredibly affectionate upon first meeting, and I thought it was just because he was relieved to see that my looks didn't closely resemble that of the bearded lady. We went out to dinner and enjoyed our time together. I noticed that his affections continued and all throughout dinner he kept his hand on my leg. He wanted the date to continue, so we drove out to find a certain trail that we could climb.

As the dark drew closer and our drive into the middle of the desert left little road for us to drive on, he stated that he needed to use the restroom and that we would have to find one. After a grueling 1 minute of realizing that the nearest bathroom was at least fifteen miles from where we had come, he stopped the car in the middle of the road, pulled down his pants.

Yes, PULLED DOWN HIS PANTS. DOWN. PANTS DOWN. And he peed.

He got back into the car, smiled and affectionately grabbed my hand. "How sweet," I thought, "he wants me to ralph all over him." Needless to say, the date ended with less affection and my first honest 'no' to a request for a second date. I already knew more about him that I had planned.

And that, was MY most embarrassing date. Sadly, it didn't embarrass my date at all. He still calls, and I still ignore him.