My Personal Tinder/Bumble Horror Stories Part 2

Good morning my beauts, and welcome to my channel where I discuss all my wonderful Tinder and Bumble horror stories for you guys. Honestly, who doesn’t like to fool around on these dating apps? Sometimes, well most of the time I am pretty serious about these apps and I am genuinely looking for someone that has the potential to date. I literally have my list and follow that when seeing what I want in a man. I personally think there is nothing wrong with this whatsoever, and everyone should have some standards when trying to find the right man. So you can usually get a feel for someone when you are figuring them out, what they like and how their personality is. Well honest to god these individuals just set themselves up for failure like in my last blog post on my tinder and bumble experiences.

 I can truly say congrats to these fine man, you are famous and made the cut for my blog post! I can honestly say these are probably some of my favourite conversations by far, and I know you guys got a kick out of my last blog post with my horror stories, so I had to come up with a part two for you beauts. So sit back, probably grab an alcoholic drink, I am personally drinking a rum and coke while typing this, and enjoy these beauties.

This one is probably one of my favourites, I met this guy through Tinder and we started chatting one evening. He seemed pretty chill and down to earth, did not seem creepy whatsoever. So we got chatting and then he randomly asks me, “do you ever horseback ride?“, and I personally thought nothing of this whatsoever, I legit thought that he wanted to be romantic and go horseback riding… boy was I wrong.  So me being stupid I’m like, “I haven’t gone in forever!” and so on. It’s funny because I was literally reading this out loud to my mom, I thought he was being all cute and romantic because no guy has ever asked me that before, (mom deff called what was going to happen next, I was too oblivious). When he responded with the horse costume I almost spit out my rum and coke everywhere, literally, like full blown. I could not believe that he texted that to me, it was absolutely hilarious and completely random as hell. Kudos to you my dear friend, you sure know how to be romantic.  Can we ride away into the sunset together?

This next one, you can tell I was starting to get annoyed as everyone on the site was either perverted or drove me nuts. I for sure got a kick out of it though. So I started chatting with this good looking guy and I felt like we were hitting it off okay! Then he starts talking about how sore his neck is, and I am completely ignoring the obvious, like buddy I personally don’t care. Then he has the balls to ask if I will “volunteer”, (VOLUNTEER?!, cause that sounds like a shit ton of fun) to massage it. My response? “Do I look like your slave”?“. Needless to say, he was unmatched right away. Or I would’ve been unmatched but beat him to it.

This next one I again was joking around and made a common mistake on purpose that some girls make, this is moving way too fast. Sure I have a list that I look for in a guy, and it’s just simple things such as if you are caring, sensitive and so forth, usually never go this far when it comes to expectations but I was extremely curious as to what he would say! I literally laughed out loud at his reply, and let him know after I was joking around. But girls, don’t move too fast or you will scare the hell outta the guy and he will dip forever, trust me.

The next guy that I was talking to I found on bumble and he was gorgeous, we hit it off pretty good and actually hung out at his place the one day. So everything was going well and what not, then out of nowhere he was asking about my dating life which is completely fine I am an open person and don’t mind sharing. So he wanted to see some pictures of the guys so I showed him and then he got all quiet about one guy in particular. I asked if maybe he knew the guy or something and he said his friend has been seeing him for two months now, (aka, I just went on a date with this guy about a month ago…. awkward). Apparently, he had keys to this girl’s apartment and everything I couldn’t believe what a player he was. I obviously had no connection with this guy whatsoever but I just felt bad for the other girl he was playing, I can’t stand guys like that, have some respect for women. That guy is long gone and I pray he changes his ways or he’s going to get nowhere in life.

So as you can see I have had my fair share of keepers, and I hope you beauts enjoyed this part 2 of these mini-series. I find these stories absolutely hilarious and I hope you guys did too. Again congrats to the individuals who made the cut, and goodluck! Be sure to follow my other social media accounts located on my homepage for more blogs in the near future. Take care and much love xo.

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My Personal Tinder/Bumble Horror Stories

We’ve all been there, well most of us anyways, have been on some sort of dating site in the past. I recently have been single now for about maybe more than like 7 months or 8 months, to be honest, I completely forget, but it’s been a little while now. I have to say going on these dating sites has really opened my eyes, both in a good and bad way. Don’t get me wrong, I have met some really nice people on these sites for sure, some really down to earth and friendly guys, who are serious about finding relationships. But if I had written a blog post about all the wonderful men I have met, then well… it wouldn’t be too interesting and I would have left out all the weird, freaky and gross online dating stories for you beauts.  So a little bit of background information, I have been on two dating sites for the past couple of months now. I have been on Tinder, which everyone knows what the hell it is, and secondly, I have been on Bumble which is a newer site to me that I have just recently been on. My friend recommended me to try out this site and give it a go. The only difference about this site is the girl has to speak to the guy first when they match. This really didn’t bother me that much, I am used to usually speaking first to the guy, that is no biggie. So I decided to give these two sites a go. I can honestly say I have been on a handful of dates, and I think when you are single it’s good to get out there and see what you want in a guy, I find nothing wrong with that whatsoever.   For the purpose of this blog, I am of course going to leave names out of this, for respect and confidentiality ( I am not that mean of a person).   So shall we get started with some of my horror stories when it comes to Tinder and Bumble experiences that I have had?

First, I had gone on a date with this guy that I started talking to on bumble. He seemed like a really funny guy, and if you have a good sense of humour that usually attracts me a bunch. This guy seemed super nice and down to earth as well, so we have been talking for a bit now and finally decided to go on a date.  When we were trying to make the plans, I go a bit of a red flag because he suggested we hang out on a Friday night and just relax and stay in. If you beauts know me, I like to be wined and dined that’s for sure. Like this is your first impression and you wanted to just stay in on the beginning of the weekend and chat? ( I was not down for this). So me being bold, I decided to speak up and suggest going for a drink ( buddy… it’s a Friday night, I am only young once). So he agreed, and he came and picked me up and we were on our way to a pub to sit down and have a drink. So everything was going good, I decided to be a badass and order a double rum and coke, just because it was Friday. We were chatting away, but I knew right away that there was a no connection whatsoever, but I was trying to enjoy myself. So about halfway through he randomly stops talking. I thought maybe he just was nervous so I gave him the benefit of the doubt and let him gather his thoughts for a few minutes because sometimes I run out of things to talk about sometimes. After about 5 minutes went by I knew something was up and things started getting really awkward. It literally looked like we were just sipping on drinks and looking around (just picture it now, super awkward).  SO the waitress is coming by constantly, and now I am starting to pound back the double rum and cokes ( usually like to keep it classy on dates, but at this point, I needed to be drunk because it was painful). I am not one to watch sports that often by the way, and it got so awkward I started to watch basketball on the televisions at the bar. He finally perked up and actually asked, “So you really like basketball eh?“. I was trying so hard not to laugh, and I was literally thinking, “oh my goodness please take me home“. Finally, after about 2 hours, I finally said, “well did you want to head out?!”, and he states, “I mean if you want to we can?”, I am like, “okay, let’s do this”.  Overall he was a nice guy and everything but like talk to me, I don’t bite! Let’s just say most awkward date I have been on ever.

The next Bumble story I have for you guys is about my personal “stalker” to say the least. This guy is a keeper.  So I matched with him on Bumble a while back, a good looking guy full of tats and had a nose piercing (something about nose piercings on a guy get’s me going).  So we had literally matched around 8 pm at night one night, and that same night he asked me to hang out. Usually,  I do not hang out with someone on the same night but I literally had nothing I was doing so I thought, “hey why the hell not?“. So keep this in mind, we literally had no set time we were going to meet at, I told him I lived in Hamilton and he was from another city. I did not mention my address yet, but he was going to come and pick me up. So I had mentioned that I needed to get ready still but I would message him when I am done. So I finally finished getting ready and he proceeds to say to me, “make sure you wear something slutty!”, with a happy face. I could not believe this guy, I literally called him out and replied, ” you do know you are not getting anything tonight right”? He then states, ” well you never know what could happen“. I was so furious and that was so disrespectful to say to a girl, like come on man. So I then blocked and deleted his number because clearly this guy only had one thing on his mind and that was it. I felt like I did not need to give him any explanation as to why I did that cause well… he was a pig to say the least.  Two hours went by and I randomly start getting about 4 calls from this random number, and texts from it. I was literally thinking, “ what the f***?!“.  I start reading the messages and it was the guy who I was supposed to meet up with! He was literally reaming me a new one saying how I stood him up, how he drove all the way to Hamilton to come see me, and that I wouldn’t answer the phone (keep in mind this guy has no idea where I live okay), and he was so ticked at me, and could not believe how disrespectful I was. I was blown away. How disrespectful I was?!Are you kidding me!? I was so thrown off, I blocked and deleted that number as well. A few days pass now and I get a message on Instagram from this random account, keep in mind he did not have any social media accounts whatsoever. This guy, that same stalker guy, makes an Instagram account to message me on there and start reaming me out on there now! This guy has balls I tell you. I could not believe it. He was SO MAD beauts, and I could not emphasize that enough. So doing what I do best, I blocked and deleted him on there as well. I never gave this guy the satisfaction he wanted and replied to him, I just deleted him out of my life.  SO that was my stalker story, this guy was a little too intense for my liking, but hey… you brought this upon yourself bud.

These next few stories are a little bit shorter in length but they are ones that I had to include for sure. I have had some real keepers on these sites, some are just like literally, “what the f***”, so be prepared! This next one, I was chatting with a guy on Bumble, and he seemed again friendly, good-looking, maybe looked a little bit cocky but I thought I would see where it went. So he was from another city and wanted to hang out, so we were deciding on what to do when we hung out. He wanted to keep it simple and come over with a bottle of wine ( we all know what he is thinking), I like to go out in public to go out for dinner or grab some drinks. He then proceeds to say this beauty of a line, ” so when are we banging out, I mean * hanging out”, with a winky face. Bye Felicia. You can go “bang out” somewhere else, LMFAO. I was so disgusted I actually burst out laughing. Does this guy really get anywhere with these cheesy pickup lines? So that was banging out boy, and I still can’t believe how forward guys can be on these sites, but I mean,  it is Tinder and Bumble we are talking about here. It just frustrates me because maybe some girls, like myself, are actually looking to meet someone to potentially be in a relationship with them.

This next story always makes me laugh and I swear to god I felt so dumb for even swiping right for this guy. So I found this guy on Tinder this time, and we were chatting away, good-looking man. So he had a unicorn emoji in his bio and I honest to god did not think anything of it whatsoever. I thought maybe he just likes unicorns or is completely random one of the two. So he then proceeds to ask me, “did you see the unicorn in my bio?“, I’m like, “Yes, why?”. He then asks, “do you know what that means?”, being dumb I was literally like, “that you like unicorns?“, he was like, “no no no“. He then goes on to tell me that he and his girlfriend are looking for a third, and they wanted to know if I ever considered doing that. That honestly is not my thing, and I have nothing against people that are into those sort of things, but it’s just not for me. So now I know what a unicorn is and stay far away from people who have those in their bio. Honest to god, I felt like the biggest idiot, and I am pretty sure I am the only one who did not know about that kind of thing, I was so confused.

The next one is a classic, literally the classic “he stood me up stories“. Yes, yes I have been stood up twice, and it is not the nicest most lovely feeling in the world, to say the least. I have made plans with people, they knew my address and completely never showed, so you get those lovely bunch of people as well, which is amazing…not. I just do the simple block and delete, like why give them a second chance, f*** that crap, I don’t have time for that.  Assholes. Some guy literally asked me to be his valentine , like buddy, how you going to be my valentine if you can’t show up for a first date?! Keep dreaming .

The best one is when you go on a date with someone who looks absolutely nothing like their picture, that is super fun. It really sucks trying to hide your disappointment when you meet them in their car, it’s so hard I can not even emphasize it enough! Like, please, update your pictures, or at least look a bit like them and not surprise the hell out of someone when you meet them. That blows.

I can not forget about the instant dick pics, those are quite lovely as well. Literally asking a guy how his day is going then BAM, ” here’s my dick”, like alright , cool. I didn’t ask for that nor do I really care. Can we just have a normal conversation, k thanks, you can put Princess Sophia away now.

I can honestly say finding your husband on these sites is almost near to impossible but I congratulate the couples who did find each other on these sites, you found rare beautiful people! I can clearly say I have been on a shit ton of dates, and a lot have been kinda crappy but some have been pretty good. I think this is such a learning experience being on these sites, and I don’t think it’s a bad thing to go on lots of dates, hell you are single AF you do what you want to do. I am single AF I am going to do what I want to do and that is that. But these sites I find are full of the most random people I have ever met, and sometimes I do get a good laugh from them.  So three things to take away from this blog post today:

  1. you are a bad ass b**** and deserve the best.
  2. thank you to the individuals who were apart of these wonderful stories
  3. I am sorry you got stuck with a blogger who loves to blog about everything… surprise!

I hope you beauts enjoyed this more amusing blog post that I came up with from my personal dating stories on these two glorious sites. Be sure to subscribe to my channel if you have not already and follow my other social media sites located on my main page! Take care and much love xo.

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Moving back home after being on my own for a few years

Moving back home after being on my own for a few years

 

Hello my beauts, it’s me, yes I am still alive. Where have I been again might you ask? Honestly, guys, so much shit has been happening in my life and blogging had to be put on hold, but I am back and have a bunch of blog posts in mind for you guys, so thanks again for being patient with me!  From job hunting to trying to figure out my life in general, things have been hectic, to say the least. But I am here and finally feeling back to my old self again, which I have missed dearly, trust me.  I have been trying to brain storm different blog posts to come up with and have come up with a few great ones that I think that you beauts will enjoy a  lot. Shall we get into it or what? Like shut up lyss, no one cares.

The Bedroom

Guys…. GUYS. Can I just start off by saying you have not seen a kiddie bedroom until you have seen mine. Before I moved back home, I had this beautiful queen size bed, had my own room and everything. I still have my own room at home now don’t get me wrong, I mean that would be the cherry on top of the cake if I had to share a room as well, thank god I don’t have to. My bed you guys, is a toddler bed I kid you not. It’s no beauty queen size bed anymore, I am pretty sure I got jipped and got my little sisters’ bed when they were like two. I shit you not. But honestly, it’s actually a pretty comfy bed which is nice and I enjoy it. Would I invite my boyfriend to come stay over, sure…. if he wants to sleep on the ground? Oh and that’s the other beauty about being at home, I am still not allowed to sleep in the same bed (if I didn’t have my toddler bed) as my boyfriend and I am going on 24 years old… I used to live with the guy... I mean come on mom, I am going to marry the guy soon anyway. Gotta love being at home, but hey beauts…. Oh I am just getting started so grab some tea and come hang with me a bit longer.


Clothes 

I am pretty sure I am missing half of my wardrobe now, to say the least, and I came with a full wardrobe to moms…. Can you possibly guess who has been jacking my clothes? Oh yes, you guessed it.. my little sisters of course! The best part about all this is karma is a complete bitch. I used to steal my sibling’s clothes all the time and never asked permission to do so, so guess what? It’s going to bite me in the ass now, and now they are taking all my clothes without asking me. I apologize to my roommates and siblings for doing this to them because honestly, it sucks a lot of dicks. I hate that feeling, of all your stuff slowly disappearing and you can not do anything about it. Mom, I am getting a lock and hiding all my shit, k thanks.

House Rules

I think one of the beautys about coming home was the amazing house rules, tootles to you mom. Gotta love being on your own and coming home and having to follow all these rules or basically, you were getting in shit. The best one yet was no cuddling on the couch or laying down beside your boyfriend on the couch. I am not much for PDA but Mom….MOM, I am 24 years old, let’s get with the program here.  I remember one day my mom also got fed up with being the maid and set a new rule where everyone in the house picks a day to cook dinner. Hey, guys, I thought when you move back home, you got everything made for you, like dinner… am I right ?! Thank god this rule did not really follow through and I have not had to show off my famous cooking skills yet… I feel bad for my boyfriend when I visit him. Emptying the dishwasher kills me. I mean let me just inform you how big my family is okay. I am a twin, we all knew that and I have two younger sisters who are 14 and they are twins too, then I have my step dad and my mom, oh and also my step sister as well.. you feel my pain? I feel like we are always constantly emptying the dishwasher because of how many dishes we go through on a daily basis, it’s insane. And emptying the dishwasher literally is one of the most annoying jobs ever in life, I absolutely hate it.    Another thing is that it’s a race to be the “table setter” because everyone hates clearing the table once we are finished dinner. So we literally run to be the table setter and it’s a competition. Another rule that we are very strict on in this house is turning off things.  If something is left on such as a light, god forbid someone is getting murdered.  There is literally rules coming out of my asshole and I can not stand it, I dare you to live in my house for a week, goodluck!

Family Movie Nights 

Oh god do not even get me started on family movie nights. I am so used to cuddling with the boyfriend and relaxing on the couch but oh no… no no no we have beautiful family movie nights here. I am talking about the whole sha-bang. Also, did I mention it takes an hour to try to find a child appropriate movie for my younger sisters and a movie that everyone will enjoy watching? By the time we have picked a movie, I am literally ready for bed or K-OD on the couch. Also one of the amazing rules mom came up with was no texting during the movie and phones completely go away. Try telling this to two 14-year-old girls, and someone who is a selfie-queen …. it just does not go over well. I can proudly say I am a 24-year-old woman who still has family movie nights almost every other day…

 Privacy

Privacy… what is privacy these days? Nobody really even knows, especially when it comes to my household. I try to have a nice romantic visit with my boyfriend and I am welcomed by my little sisters splashing in the hot tub with us and talking about periods. I can not even handle it. There is nowhere to go alone in this house without being welcomed or interrupted by another family member. We usually like to peace out and just go out for a nice dinner instead of having a group dinner at home. Oh and the noise, don’t even get me started on that. I am trying to sleep in my child room and all I can hear is “Aaron liked my picture!” or ” Tony said I was cute!“, at like 3 in the morning…. there is no proper sleep in my house ever.

Well beauts, going to go take a nap in my toddler bed! I hope you all enjoyed reading my crazy journey back home and laughed a bit! I absolutely love my family don’t get me wrong but sometimes, it’s good to move out and have your own personal space. Be sure to follow my other social media accounts located on my home page for upcoming blog posts in the near future! Take care!

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Most Embarrassing Moments Part 3

Most Embarrassing Moments Part 3


Hey my beauts, I hope you are all having a wonderful Friday so far! I know I am super excited for the weekend, as I am back in school now. I have been in school for about a week now for the Social Service Intensive Program. I really am loving this course, but as you know, intensive means a shit ton of work crammed in a short amount of time, unfortunately, so that is overwhelming to take in. I am sure I will get used to it, just not used to sitting in a very small classroom that resembles high school, I am used to sitting in a huge lecture hall where all you have to do is listen and take notes. College is much different than that. I am expected to engage in the material and actually learn hands on, so it has been a huge change for me. So I have been trying to balance blogging as well in my spare time so bare with me here. I thought for this blog, why not have some laughter to start off this weekend with a bang? I remember my previous embarrassing moments blog post and it was a real hit, everyone seemed to enjoy making fun of me….. no, I am kidding! But it’s always fun to share a good laugh once in a while.  So without further or do let’s jump into the times when life hated me!

Let’s stick to baseball bats

I believe I was around 12 or so maybe even younger and I was at my babysitter’s house while my mom was at work after school. I was with my cousin, sister, and the babysitter’s son. So we were dumb and young, and thought “hey, why not play baseball with a rock and tomato stick?“. Cause that is the thing to do these days right? Ya okay… So it’s my turn to pitch the rock, fantastic. I am pitching the rock to my cousin and low and behold, I did not move away far enough. My cousin, determined to wack this rock so far decides to smoke my eye with the stick instead. Doesn’t he run back home, everyone goes inside and I am left bawling. The end of the story results in me missing the African Lion Safari Trip with my class at the time and having to stay home. I also tried to convince my mom I couldn’t see well from the accident, as I really wanted glasses. I didn’t get glasses, but I give myself an A for trying

 Fire Hazards

When I was in sixth grade, I had severe OCD. I mean we are talking I could not touch light switches was hands that were slightly wet, or I would call my mom at work explaining I was burning the house down. So one day before school, I decided to make toast, nothing new, and accidentally left the toaster on…… dear lord help us. So my OCD was very bad that day and I could not remember for the life of me if I had unplugged the toaster or not that morning. I literally was almost sweating and I could hear my heart racing.  I finally got the balls to ask my teacher if it was okay if I went home at lunch time to check to see if my toaster was unplugged so I would not burn the house down. Needless to say, the house wasn’t burnt down and the toaster was unplugged.

Independent at the Gym

So I decided to join a gym… surprise! I thought to myself, “I got this, I can go by myself, I mean, the equipment is easy enough to learn right?“….. maybe for a normal person, not Lyss! So I was at the gym one fine day and decided to try out some new equipment as it was leg day. I went to another section of the gym, where I have never been before, and literally tried out some new things. I saw a machine that I was kind of familiar with, as it looked easy enough. Do you think it was easy for me? Absolutely not. I think it was called a leg press or something, don’t quote me on that though. So I was at the gym trying out this new machine and then I started getting into some problems. I then realized, okay…. I literally have no idea how to work this machine and there are no instructions on it…great! So I decided to pull out my phone and start YouTubing and googling how to work this god damn machine. Here I am thinking I am being so sneaky, meanwhile some broad was watching me the whole entire time I was YouTubing and watching this video on silent. She walks over to me, looking at me like I have three heads, and asked, “do you need some help I saw you on Youtube“. I then had to explain my situation and it was literally so simple how to work this machine. I was so embarrassed! I am looking up videos before I go to the gym next time, and not at the gym.

“Don’t even ask”

I was at my old place for this story and was still living with my mom and dad…holy that was years ago! I am pretty sure we were watching a movie as it was late out, and I eventually passed out watching this thing…no surprise.  So the movie is over, my mom wakes me up and states, “Alyssa go to bed”. So I wake up, didn’t even know I was awake, I thought I was still dreaming, and slowly walk to my bedroom….or so I thought. I went into the laundry room, opened up the trash can, peed in it, and just sat there. My mom walks in startled and wonders what the hell I am doing, I look at her, give her the hand and state, “Don’t even ask”, and I pull up my pants and head to bed. Sleep tight!

I didn’t know where I was

So this lovely story was just last year when I went on a trip with my boyfriend to Mexico. We, of course, went out pretty much every night to a bar that was around our resort. I was pretty intoxicated, to say the least, and we went abouts on our way to the club. So I was having a great time and then BAM… don’t remember the rest of the night. The next morning, my boyfriend informs me that I was standing in the middle of the dance floor, by myself, not even dancing, just looking around… cause that’s attractive. I was so embarrassed but let out a giant laugh because I can just picture how stupid I looked. For sure that Mexico water did me in.

I thought my boyfriend was a wolf

Okay okay, this is honestly one of my absolute favourites. I was at my apartment building sleeping away, and it was probably in the early morning. I was literally having one of the worst dreams ever and thought I was getting attacked by a wolf no joke. So what’s a girl going to do when she is getting attacked by a wolf? Obviously, punch it hello. Thanks to my lovely boyfriend being right there I punched him square in the face. I woke up immediately as he yells “what the FUCK”. I thought for sure I was getting sent to the couch.

Tatas for Everyone

I was at my friend’s house for a sleepover with one of my other friends. I decided the night before to purchase this really cute shirt from lasenza, it was like a crop sweatshirt, I don’t know but it was adorable. So it is night time now and we are all fast asleep. Morning comes and I realize it’s kind of breezy in the room. I usually sleep with my hands over my head just because it’s super comfy. Well arn’t the girls out for the world to see. I could not stop laughing, from this day I will not wear crop tops to bed at sleepovers.

I hope you beauts had a good laugh out of these funny and embarrassing stories. I know at the time I hated life, now they are hilarious and I laugh at myself. Let me know what you guys thought of them and comment down below what embarrassing moments you were a part of! Be sure to follow my other social media accounts located at the top of my home page for more updates on the latest blog posts!

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My Personal Ouija Board Experiences

My Personal Ouija Board Experiences

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“Have you seen the ghost of Tom? Long white bones with the flesh all gone. Wouldn’t it be chilly with no skin on?” ….boy. I literally think I got taught that little song in grade 3 no joke, and it still scares the shit out of me. Why we got taught that in grade 3 I will never know.

Hello my beauts, can you guess what time of the year it is? YOU guessed it, Halloween is soon! I personally love anything scary, twisted, or creepy any day of the week. I literally spend hours watching twisted documentaries on youtube, or even watch paranormal videos by myself… yes I’m a little f*cked you could say! So instead of the normal blog topics that I liked to write about on a daily basis, I thought I could “spook” this one up a tiny wee bit just for yous. I decided to write this post on my personal experiences that I have had playing with the ouija board. This is a very controversial topic to discuss, especially if you are reading this post right now and have never even touched the board or played it before. Basically, for those who do not even know how to play it or how it works, you imagine yourself in a circle of light. This will help keep the demons far away and keep you basically in a safe place as you talk to spirits… sounds twisted right? Oh it is, but I love it. You and your friends then place the tips of your fingers on a little plaque that is placed on top of the ouija board itself.  The board itself displays the alphabet across the middle, a “yes” in one top corner and the word “no” in the other corner. At the bottom there are also the numbers from 0-10 and the word”good-bye“.. You and your friends then begin to ask it questions, and a spirit may talk back to you, moving the plaque by itself to spell out the answers across the board. When I first heard about this game, I literally thought it was a load of shit. I mean come on. Obviously your friends are the ones that move it right? Anyone can simply say a spirit is communicating with them, but meanwhile they are in fact the ones that are moving the plaque.

I first tried playing the ouija board I believe when I was in high school, and have many different experiences while playing it. Today however, I am going to share with you guys a few in mind that really stand out to me and that I even think about to this day. The first incident happened at my old apartment building that I used to live in within my high school years here in Hamilton. My mom, sisters and I were planning on moving back to my old hometown for my last year of high school. I strictly remember this because I was playing the ouija board with my twin in my old bedroom within the apartment building,  I knew we were not staying there anymore because we were moving soon, so I thought it was acceptable to play inside the home. Here’s a little FYI.. if you do plan on trying out a ouija board, do not and I mean DO NOT, play in your own home, simply bring the board outside to play with. You do not want that spirit hanging around in your home afterwards for safety reasons. So me being such a smartie at the time, I thought it was a brilliant idea to play in my room… I mean come on… the people who start living there next will have to suffer and not me… it’s all good. So my sister and I got busy and started asking the ouija board simple questions such as, “who are you” and what not.  While playing the ouija board before, I have never contacted any spirits that I had known before passing away, I always came into contact with random spirits. This spirit happened to spell out the name, “Jake“.  Okay…. I thought as I tried to understand this spirit and who he was a bit better. We then began to ask him how he had died. The spirit had spelled out the word, “ATV“. I literally felt goosebumps rise up my arm as the spirit responded. In fact, my twin and I knew a Jake who had passed away due to an ATV accident that had happened a few years ago. Jake went to our elementary school and our highschool as well. Although we did not know him that well, he thought my twin was very beautiful a few years back and had actually reached out to her, asking her to hangout previously but they never did.

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So usually with ouija boards, you ask the spirit the question and they move the plaque around the board to spell out their answers. This time, Jake started to ask us some questions. He began to spell out the question, “Stefanie (my twin), do you feel me?”. Stef and I both kind of looked at eachother like what the heck is he talking about? So stef ended up asking Jake where he was. Jake spelled out, “I am touching your left arm“. We both froze as stef’s left arm started to grow cold, we could not believe it. We continued to keep talking to Jake and we realized he came into contact with us because of Stefanie and how he wanted to talk to her. He also brought up his current girlfriend at the time of his death and asked how she was doing. Jake then stated that he really missed her and asked if she was sad. I told him that a lot of people were very overwhelmed and sad about his passing and that he will be very missed. Although this was a very shocking and creepy experience considering he wanted us to feel him, it was very comforting knowing that Jake was around and that he wanted to reach out. I will never forget this experience. We also managed to come into contact with Jake a second time actually not too long ago. This was in my fourth year of university, at my student house in our backyard one cold night. Jake managed to find me and reach out again. He was  very amusing because he started to spell words incorrectly and joke around. This is so accurate because this was Jake to a T, a class clown. I remember asking my friend Jessica who was with us at the time watching if she wanted to put her hands on the plaque as well. She said it was okay, but Jake had spelled out, “Make her“, so she ended up placing her hands on too. I also remember him saying that the “hotrums were pretty (my last name)“, and a giant smile grew across my face. There is something about coming into contact with people you know that is so comforting and reassuring.

This is where my next experience with the ouija board comes into play. It was actually that same chilly night in fourth year that I came into contact with my grandpa, or my “gpa” as we used to call him. I was actually praying that he would come and find me on the board.  Since his sudden and unexpected passing, my family including myself had so many questions and just wanted to know that he was safe up there in heaven. I was playing with my two best friends and suddenly a spirit came on the board. I had asked who this was and the spirit spelled out the word, “gpa“. Of course you are skeptical because you never know if it is just someone else pretending to be that person. This is when you ask more personal questions that only that person would know the answer to. I began to ask him so many different personal questions. I had asked him how he passed away and he spelled out the word “heart“. I was shocked because he did pass away from a heart attack. I asked him where he died and he spelled out “Florida“… I could not believe it. I asked him who his first grandson was and he spelled out “Jordan“, which was completely true. One thing that completely touched me was when he started talking about my grandma or “gma” as we call her. He spelled out that she “never dances anymore“. My gma was always the type of person who liked to randomly country line dance in her home and just be goofy. He also stated that she never goes out anymore either. At the time of my grandpas death, my grandma took it extremely hard and limited herself to staying inside her apartment building a lot, which one would expect after their significant other passes. He then began to spell out that he loved her and misses everyone. After grasping all of this information that my gpa had came on the board, my best friend was completely balling as she still placed her fingers on the plaque. Me? I was in complete shock and I think that is why I didn’t shed a tear, I did not think I would ever reach him but I did. He then spelled out something that made my heart sink….. “I’m sorry“. His death hit everyone in my family including all of his friends extremely hard and rough. Everyone was devastated including myself. To see him say he was sorry that he left was extremely hard to take in.  Gpa also spelled out that he is always around gma and that gma can feel him. This was all so comforting to experience, and I will never ever forget that night. I love you gpa.

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These are two personal experiences that were both comforting and touching. I was indeed lucky to have experienced “happy” ouija board experiences as opposed to scary and completely f*cked. I do in fact have some more messed up stories to share with you guys but these experiences did not happen to me. This experiences happened to my mom and my uncle when they were younger in the house they grew up in. These stories are so messed up I just had to share them with all of you guys.

The first story I have for you guys happened when my uncle was playing with their ouija board. Basically the board told my uncle that if he were to throw 3 darts at a dart board in the dark he would get them all on the board….. ya ok. So my uncle knew that was a load of crap but went for it anyways! The first dart he threw he knew landed on the floor, the second he heard landed beside the dart board and hit the wall, and the third dart he thought landed on the board. He knew right then and there that the ouija board was wrong, so he went to go and turn on the lights. He could not believe it. The three darts were in fact all on the board like the ouija board had predicted….. all in the center… 666. GET OUT OF HERE. BYE. PCE FELICIA. Oh. did I also mention that this spirit told my uncle his name as well, and that he was “satan“. YUPP. I would have been gone out of that house so fast.  Since playing the ouija board in the basement, strange things started happening inside the house. Can you see why I told you guys to not play it in your house and emphasized that? This is why. Trust me… they learned their lesson. On one incident, a light bulb exploded in their home, okay sounds not too eerie right? Strange thing is, the glass globe around the light bulb did not shatter, only the lightbulb inside, how is that even possible? Another incident happened when my uncle and my aunt were sleeping in bed. In the middle of the night their pillows whipped out from underneath their heads and their blanket flew off….. BYE FELICIA. If that does not scream, “ get the f*ck out of there“. I do not know what does. Eventually, my uncle ended up burning the ouija board within the fire and that was that.

Overall,it is totally up to you guys if you want to play with a ouija board and try it out for yourselves. Make sure you vision yourself in a circle of light before playing, as well as to make sure you say “good-bye” before closing up the board and leaving. You do not want any spirits hanging around afterwards.  If you are wondering where to purchase a ouija board, you can actually get one…. believe it or not…. at Toys R Us. I could not believe it, hell that is where I purchased mine for $20.00.  Can you also believe that the game says ages 8 and up? 8!!!?????  Hell I am 23 and still get nervous/scared playing with the board. So if you are up for a little scare and spooky night go and try it out for yourself but beware.. you never know who will find you on the board.

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