Saturday 14 December 2013

Movies

I bought tickets to the preview of a Secret Life of Walter Mitty about a month before the showing, I am pretty sure I had them before I started to date Alice. The reason I got them was two fold:
  1.  I wanted to see the movie.
  2.  I figured it would push me to ask out a girl.
So it worked out I guess as it had pushed me to go on the 2-4 dates I you have just read. Any way you probably don't care if you are reading this but I loved the movie….. she didn't (so I had to pretend that I didn't like it either because I thought it was too awkward to disagree). After last weeks no proper kiss debacle, I took somewhat of a stand outside the cinema and went for it. She was running late so she cycled in so I didn't need to drop her home (I forgot to check if she made it home ok but then remembered just as it was too late, it would have been a bit awkward to have checked in at that stage)
Aaaaaany way it was progress.

Friday 6 December 2013

So apparently I wasn't stood up.

I'm now even more confused over what to call this date, it is either our 2nd or 4th. Anyway we saw significant progress in that she showed up. Already I could write this off as more of a success then last time!
Anyway we were both absolutely starving and in the mood for a good feed (thankfully because I really wasn't in the mood for tapas or a fashionable restaurant with tiny portions) so we just went out for a nice burger place near by.
Our mutual friends that had introduced us had just broken up so I was already feeling pretty forlorn, she didn't really seem to give a shit so that cheered me up as I realised it wasn't my problem.
After I caught the bill we went for a drink in a bar around the corner where I then preceded to spend the next hour or so not making a move because I had just remembered that I was a massive chicken shit. After we had both come to terms with the fact that I wasn't going to make a move, we got out of there and went our different ways.
Yup as disappointed as you are having wasted the last minute reading this you can only imagine how much of a twat I felt like walking home.

Saturday 23 November 2013

Alice part 2


Well after that incredible first date (or second depending on if you count the time we met) it may come to you as a shock that I got stood up on our second date which was about a week ago.
I didn't get properly stood up but was on my way into the city and got a heads up that she had fallen asleep as soon as she had sot back from uni, so I let on I hadn't left yet and returned home where i proceeded to eat two tubs of Ben and Jerrys (yeah guys do that too)
Now I could be gullible, but in fairness to myself I did know that she had just had a really tiring couple of days with a bunch of exams so I like to think that I wasn't totally stood up.
Anyway time will tell, lets see if this will go anywhere.

Off form

Right so I might as well tell you all about the most recent dating failure. Let me paint the picture:
About a month ago two good friends of mine that were dating invited me out to dinner with a bunch of their friends. It was pretty relaxed and fun because I knew most of them but something about one of the girls I hadn't met before (Alice) made me want to ask her out.

So I did, well in all honesty it was a bit of a cop out. Our group had another dinner in great tapas place in the city but Alice couldn't make it. Being the calculative creep that I am I hopped on the opportunity next time I was chatting to Alice (over Facebook as I didn't have he number at this stage and we were in different universities).
She made a sad face emoticon and said he had never been there. Exactly six hours and thirty one minutes later I replied with a classic: "I feel bad now, and I haven't been on a date in ages. Do you want to check it out this thursday?". This real translates into 'hey I am going to pretend to take pity on you as an excuse to ask you out…... and incase you turn me down I was only saying it to be nice to you'.
She replied with a cool and collective "yeah sure" almost straight away.
The date went pretty well, a combination of being so exhausted from a day of work and also giving up everything good in my life for my final year of university made me feel like I wasn't my usual self.
And how did it end…. of course this is the bit you want to know (and it is also the bit of the date I hate the most and am most awkward with no matter how much I try and pretend to be somebody confident),  I gave her possibly one of the lousiest peck on the lips in history, said goodbye and bolted.
God I am weird.
There is no real purpose to this blog. I have tried to start so may before but never managed to even make one post after.

To give you a bit about me I am a guy, without a girlfriend, sorta tired of not having a girlfriend but too busy to really have a proper relationship……. tragic really.