Remember my post about having myself get a little too caught up with someone who doesn’t even like me back? Well, turns out, if you focus more on what’s going on with your own life instead of stalking someone you don’t even know personally on Twitter, and mind other people and give them a shot, it goes great.
It was a Thursday and my friend and I encountered a sudden mishap concerning my money when we were ordering stuff at Tupperware for our Marketing subject. It’s actually a long story about finding who took my money when my friend was waiting in line. So to make the long story short, we found who took my money via CCTV. The manager reviewed it and luckily, the lady (who took my money) was still there. So yeah she gave it back lol I mean, LOL kailan nagsinungaling ang CCTV? Hahahaha.
And then I received a call. A call from someone. An unexpected call. A call from a guy who’s been asking me out since God knows when.
I didn’t like him.
I honestly never thought that we would actually go out. It was on the spot and I didn’t wanna go home that early so there’s no choice left for me but to have dinner with someone I don’t really wanna go out with. I didn’t really like him at first because of the things that I’ve been hearing about him. I mean, yeah, he’s well-known at our university but the days before that night, everything about him (that I know) changed.
We had dinner at a restaurant. An unexpected dinner. People were staring at him— at us, actually. I didn’t know why (well I guess I know but I’m not sure) (or maybe because 1) he’s too tall 2) they know him because they may have watched the earlier seasons of UAAP) but I find it so awkward at first.
So I kept everything, especially myself, casual as much as possible. Till he opened up about certain things and stuff.. And yeah, it eventually went casual. I opened up things about my past, too. How shitty it went. Yeah I got opened with stuff about my ex. Just like him.
Then I told him about the peanut butter joke and my other corny jokes and he told his jokes too. Major benta!
And that night, just right in front of me, someone actually thought I was funny.
I honestly didn’t think that he’d be fun to be with. I guess I assumed too quickly about his personality before I even met him. It was already 9 in the evening and we hurried up to LRT to catch the last trip. We got inside, and again, people were staring at him. He showed me a screenshot of something. An iMessage conversation to be specific. Dated March 2014.
It was a message from me to him.
He took a screenshot of my text, greeting him a happy birthday.
It was March. Fucking March. He had a screenshot of my message greeting him a happy birthday last March. Oh. My. God.
I felt really flattered though.
Dropped me off at Edsa and I went home. We went out after that night. And the days after that night. So we’re like going out now.
Again, I didn’t like him.
Not until now.
Our conversations are so random it goes from mermaids to UFOs to biblical vs scientific theories to Marianas trench to pirates… I mean, cmon, you don’t really just find someone who agrees with the same shit as you every time, right? Plus, one time when we were inside his car, he played songs from Coldplay.
And that’s it. That is fucking it.
I never thought he’d like Coldplay as much as I do. Although he makes me listen to this song called Crazy and he said it’s for me. I looked up the lyrics and I was all like Oh. (Well it’s up for you guys if you wanna look it up though) Many things have actually happened. Sweet things. The unexpected things. He’s unexpected. Totally.
Although, I’m really afraid. I’m afraid to get emotionally attached to someone again. I don’t want to feel the pain my ex made me feel. But I guess I like him… I don’t know. I see my ex happy with his life right now, saw his new girl, yeah I’m happy for him. I don’t think I should be bitter since I have already moved on.
So this guy’s identity is kept hidden. Unless otherwise someone sees us out in public, or somewhat close like that. I will post about who he is when the time is right. I still don’t know when, though. I guess when I’m already sure with my feelings…