OK so i finally gathered enough guts to call MonorailTim, this was only after talking to my mom and MissSeniorPisces for reassurance minutes prior.
Let me remind you that the last time i went on a date was with a friend of a friend over 2 years ago! But i am someone who frequently stated that she doesn't do dates. I'm not sure why, probably for the fear of rejection or something moronic.
But usually i've got a drink in my hand and intoxication manages to cloud my judgement. Somehow drunken number swapping always seem to be a good idea at the time. But this time round i had/have the upper hand and just as my mom had said, "you've got nothing to lose... just call". [Which is true, there's no harm in a simple phone call].
So i decided to give MonorailTim a call and after 2 attempts i kept getting the automatic operator saying that the number was incomplete! What the fuck, some guy gives me his digits and it ends up not working, what an anti-climax. So i figured i'd try again, 3rd time lucky, i might have just missed out on a digit.
THEN it rings.
I'm thinking, oh fuck no turning back now...
Hi. Can i please speak to Tim?
Yes. Who's this?
Ummm, you gave me your number on the Monorail yesterday...
Ahhh yes... i remember. What's your name?
Christina...
It sounded like he just woke up. It was 2.30pm and i couldn't help but say, sorry did i wake you? He went on to talk about how he only went to bed this morning. So i figured he was probably out at Zouk or indulged in one too many adult beverages. [Very good, the boy knows how to have a good time].
So then i asked if i should call him back, seeing that i caught him at the wrong time. Maybe he's hungover and has trouble keeping awake. But he seemed to be alright and we continued talking.
I changed the subject asking him where he was from [simple and straight to the point]. His answer was, i'm a foreigner. So when i asked whereabouts, his answer was, he'd rather tell me when he sees me. [RIIIIGHT, so this is his smooth way of asking me out].
So i figured, alright next question, "So are you working?"
I soon found out he's a student. And at first i thought, GREAT now i'm like a fuckin' paedophile. He went on to telling me what he was studying but maybe the reception was bad or i have trouble hearing but for the life of me, i could NOT understand what he was saying. I felt stupid asking him to repeat it over and over. And when i told him what i did for a living, he seemed more interested.
He had a strong accent that i couldn't quite put a finger on it. He sounded French but then again i thought he looked Chinese, there goes my prediction... ahahha. So i went on to asking how old he was. [The chances of him being below legal age did cross my mind and i didn't want to lead the poor chap on]. He says he's 24. Which then made him say "i'm guessing you're older than me". BINGO! "yea, 27 next month" but he didn't seem too disappointed, maybe he likes older women... maybe he thinks i'm like a sugar mama... I DON'T THINK SO!
He eventually confessed that the reason why he gave me his number is he really liked the tattoo on my arm. And asked if i had anymore. My answer to that was "a few" [he's probably visualizing me in some pornographic pose of some sort... ahahha]. He mentioned that he didn't have any tattoos on him but was very interested in them and wanted to find out the story behind mine. His words exactly, "i think your tattoo on your arm is nice, it's very sexy. I just wanted to get to know you..."
Then it got on to the topic of so when can we meet? I mentioned i had work all week and apparently he's studying for his exams since it's his last semester. So we made plans to meet over the weekend. I mentioned that since he wakes up late and so do i, we can meet for coffee. [I figured it's during the day and meeting in a public place would be safe].
After deciding on a time and place, we confirmed it was this coming Saturday that we'd meet up. 7 minutes and 10 seconds later our conversation ended with both of us saying, "...it was nice to meet you, i'll see you on Saturday".
So it's official. Chrissie has finally succumbed and is going on a first date!
*breathe*
Let me remind you that the last time i went on a date was with a friend of a friend over 2 years ago! But i am someone who frequently stated that she doesn't do dates. I'm not sure why, probably for the fear of rejection or something moronic.
But usually i've got a drink in my hand and intoxication manages to cloud my judgement. Somehow drunken number swapping always seem to be a good idea at the time. But this time round i had/have the upper hand and just as my mom had said, "you've got nothing to lose... just call". [Which is true, there's no harm in a simple phone call].
So i decided to give MonorailTim a call and after 2 attempts i kept getting the automatic operator saying that the number was incomplete! What the fuck, some guy gives me his digits and it ends up not working, what an anti-climax. So i figured i'd try again, 3rd time lucky, i might have just missed out on a digit.
THEN it rings.
I'm thinking, oh fuck no turning back now...
Hi. Can i please speak to Tim?
Yes. Who's this?
Ummm, you gave me your number on the Monorail yesterday...
Ahhh yes... i remember. What's your name?
Christina...
It sounded like he just woke up. It was 2.30pm and i couldn't help but say, sorry did i wake you? He went on to talk about how he only went to bed this morning. So i figured he was probably out at Zouk or indulged in one too many adult beverages. [Very good, the boy knows how to have a good time].
So then i asked if i should call him back, seeing that i caught him at the wrong time. Maybe he's hungover and has trouble keeping awake. But he seemed to be alright and we continued talking.
I changed the subject asking him where he was from [simple and straight to the point]. His answer was, i'm a foreigner. So when i asked whereabouts, his answer was, he'd rather tell me when he sees me. [RIIIIGHT, so this is his smooth way of asking me out].
So i figured, alright next question, "So are you working?"
I soon found out he's a student. And at first i thought, GREAT now i'm like a fuckin' paedophile. He went on to telling me what he was studying but maybe the reception was bad or i have trouble hearing but for the life of me, i could NOT understand what he was saying. I felt stupid asking him to repeat it over and over. And when i told him what i did for a living, he seemed more interested.
He had a strong accent that i couldn't quite put a finger on it. He sounded French but then again i thought he looked Chinese, there goes my prediction... ahahha. So i went on to asking how old he was. [The chances of him being below legal age did cross my mind and i didn't want to lead the poor chap on]. He says he's 24. Which then made him say "i'm guessing you're older than me". BINGO! "yea, 27 next month" but he didn't seem too disappointed, maybe he likes older women... maybe he thinks i'm like a sugar mama... I DON'T THINK SO!
He eventually confessed that the reason why he gave me his number is he really liked the tattoo on my arm. And asked if i had anymore. My answer to that was "a few" [he's probably visualizing me in some pornographic pose of some sort... ahahha]. He mentioned that he didn't have any tattoos on him but was very interested in them and wanted to find out the story behind mine. His words exactly, "i think your tattoo on your arm is nice, it's very sexy. I just wanted to get to know you..."
Then it got on to the topic of so when can we meet? I mentioned i had work all week and apparently he's studying for his exams since it's his last semester. So we made plans to meet over the weekend. I mentioned that since he wakes up late and so do i, we can meet for coffee. [I figured it's during the day and meeting in a public place would be safe].
After deciding on a time and place, we confirmed it was this coming Saturday that we'd meet up. 7 minutes and 10 seconds later our conversation ended with both of us saying, "...it was nice to meet you, i'll see you on Saturday".
So it's official. Chrissie has finally succumbed and is going on a first date!
*breathe*
6 comments:
yay!!!!! yeah mum was just telling me that you called her lol
so he looked chinese with a french accent- maybe Vietnamese or Cambodian? Interesting at anyrate.
I can't wait to hear how this goes. and he's not THAT much younger than you silly. 3 years. big deal lol :P
*huge hugs* love you! :D
awww yea didn't think of that.
Well nooOooow, news travels fast... ahahha. Yea, 24 ain't that young, in fact i've done 24 before and he was alrite... ahahha.
lol @ you've done 24. You've also done 19 once or? LOL I can't remember his name....anyhoooo
gah EXCITED for you! lol :D
lol I'm sure I'm going to hear this story from dad too
SHUUUUUUUUSH!
Oh gawd, wait til i tell you what else i learned about this guy... omg you're going to totally piss yourself.
maybe he's a mauritian chinese. they do speak french u know :P
calvism: I did not know that... but cheers for the info.
Well there ya go, i had quite an educational weekend... ehehhe.
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