It’s quite sad thinking that i’ve never been asked on a date since i’ve hit puberty. My mom still does not understand why no young men in this generation aren’t bothered to be gentlemen, and doesn’t understand why i’m always at home during the weekend instead of having fun with other younger people… I don’t understand either. I’ve noticed now, when you meet someone and it begins to hit it off the first time round, instead of asking the person on a date, they instead ask for your facebook account or mobile number and ask you to join them on a night out at the club. To grind on each other, get drunk and possibly have sex with you that night and never see you again.
I recently stupidly went up to a cute man and said straight up his face that he was extremely handsome. My golden ticket came up when he asked for my number upfront, while he was keying in his number in my mobile i blurted out to him that i’d never been out on a date! The horror! But he was sweet and said he’d take me out for lunch but not on a date but just as friends. I didn’t mind it till the next day we were at lunch, we were hitting it off.. Well kind of? I wasn’t that interested to begin with. The second time round when i saw him, i was a little taken aback when i remembered him saying he didn’t want our lunch to be a date, because to me, the whole afternoon felt like it was a date. He paid for everything, brought me to a lovely organic restaurant, allowed me to order anything i wanted, took me to a bar after and in the end walked me home. To MY doorstep! But anyways, it was fun, even if it wasn’t a date.
But i’d still like someone wording the words out loud, in a romantic goofy way “I’d like to get to know you more over dinner tonight?”
What happened to romantic/shriveled men? Either their not being breed anymore or their just not bothered to go through the whole getting to know you faze.
Now a days, young guys see you and walk straight for the door without holding it for you or allowing you to pass first. They don’t pull out a chair for you to take a seat at the restaurant. They don’t open the car door for you when you want to go in or out of the car. They don’t bother inviting you over for a candle lit home cooked dinner. And they certainly don’t buy a bouquet of flowers and ask the delivery guy to send it over with a little message saying he’s thinking of you. And having that romantic soft first kiss and watching him leave you at your doorstep with a smile.
All this is being portrayed by actors in romantic comedy’s, giving me false hope that a man like this exist. I’ve been screwed over so many times that i don’t hope on something like this to ever happen! Though i’d like that very much, i just don’t see it happening.
I sometimes wished i lived in the period of the war in the 1920’s-40s, not going through losing the war or losing someone you love. Just the pre-war period, where the men are such helpless romantics towards their women, it is painful to say goodbye when departing for the train.When ever i watch movies like that, i end up crying like a huge baby! And i rarely cry! I end up crying even harder when i reflect on my past encounters with men, because none were romantic or passionate. Actually the more i think of it now, the harder it is to even remember those memories of guys i’ve been with and what ever possessed me to go for them.