Date?? Or Mate???
Mood: Laughing
Listening to: The Alice
Had the opportunity to talk to Guy #2 today, but instead I played the duck past and bolt away game. If someone did that to me, I'd be thinking that they weren't even remotely interested in me. Why am I so shit at this??? (On the brighter side, each time I ducked in and out of the place we were I got to check out his super fine butt. Um... YUM and Stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
I truly hope that my disgraceful crushing stupidness will pass, like a summer cold. Perhaps then I will realise that despite all of my small-girlish hopes, he's not even remotely interested in me.
In other, very weird and odd news:
I got asked on a date tonight. Still shaking my head about it.
By my boarder's cousin's mate from Sydney, with whom I played pool on Friday night. Only met the guy once. And I quote direct from text message, poor capitalization, punctuation et al:
"Hi, its ME, sorry to call so late just wondering if you would be interested in having lunch or dinner in the near future or another game of pool"
As I have a policy of never turning down a man who has the guts to ask me out, I have replied, leaving a message on his voicemail, as he didn't answer his phone. One wonders about a man who sends such a text, then doesn't answer his phone. Anyway...
I just said, sure, it would be nice to go out for dinner or lunch or pool or whatever, I'm pretty busy this week, but ring me back and we can set a time.
I do hope that doesn't sound too interested. I used a very not-overly-excited sort of voice. Cos I'm not interested in dating him, but he's a nice enough bloke, and we could be mates. However, this is the first time that my policy has been tested since its inception, so I figured I'd just see where it went.
Life is a series of curve balls is it not?
All I need now is for someone I really fancy to ask me out, and the dates to clash, and hilarity to ensue, and my life will really have become a trashy sitcom.
*Wanders off to check ceilings and light fittings for hidden cameras*
