A day and a half later from giving my number to the dj at the club, i had already reached a point of mid depression for being to ‘forward’. The reason for feeling that way was also because i’m extremely self conscious, i felt even more embarrassed for myself and feeling my dignity/self esteem reaching to none existent. I am not the type to give out my number like this to guys! Except for that one time in London with the Hugo Boss guy.
But eventually, later that afternoon when i was busying myself with assignments i heard my phone chime. Reaching to open the message it showed up as an un-known number! My heart started pounding like a retard and suddenly feeling my hands sweat as though i’d just washed them, i kept reading the message a couple of times to double check whether it was actually from him.
We texted a couple of messages back and forth but it died pretty quickly because texting a stranger is quite pathetic! But anyways, he was quite keen on meeting me and asked to arrange lunch for monday but from uni schedules from the both of us, he asked to reschedule for the following evening.
Because of my previous encounters with men, i can say they like to arrange something with someone but then end up backing out or not following through to the plan, so i actually wasn’t putting much hope.
However, taking me by surprise and making me see a complete new perspective towards men, he messaged me the night before asking for my home address in order to pick me up. Acting like a complete gentleman over planning our meet up, it had finally made me look forward to meeting him but also making me a complete train reck as i’ve NEVER been on a sort of date before.
What is expected from you when on a date? How do you end it without the whole sex?