So I went out with that girl.
Holy shit. It was awesome :D
I really don't want to delve into explicit detail; I do not believe this is the best place to do that. I won't go into a step-by-step as to what happened and how each segment went (and even if I wanted to, I couldn't, cos I don't really know how to divvy it up into little bits). But I will say that even though I figured it'd go pretty well, it still managed to surpass my expectations. There was almost nothing that went wrong. I was never uncomfortable, and I was pushing my boundaries without even trying. Every time we meet up, I get more confident about this thing going somewhere, and this was the biggest boost by far.
For starters, we went to the spot at 1:30pm. We got there, and we talked, and we ordered our food, and we talked, and the food came, so we ate and talked, then we finished eating but kept talking, and we talked and we talked, and we talked and talked and talked, and we talked, and we talked, and we talked some more. By the time one of us had the presence of mind to go "oh, what time is it?", it was 5:00pm. We were there for three-and-a-half hours. It felt like one-and-a-half hours, two tops. It was insane how fast the time went. I did notice people coming and going (I could see the entrance to the of the venue), but it still didn't feel like we were there for that long. And for that three-and-a-half hours, there was hardly a second of awkwardness. It was comfortable for both of us the entire time, save for the odd silence here and there (but we were both at least a little nervous, so that's to be expected). That fact alone made me go "wow, it is really fun spending time with her, and clearly she reciprocates cos she was surprised too".
Secondly, I somehow—some-fucking-how—managed to compliment her appearance in what is probably the smoothest thing I have ever done. This indicates to me the sheer level of comfort I was in, cos I never say anything about a woman's appearance for fear of offending them, yet I took this and just fucking ran with it cos it was such a perfect opportunity. Again, I don't want to get into too much detail here, mainly cos it'd violate her privacy. But basically, she works in retail, and one day, she was given a customer appraisal. She scored perfect marks in all but one section, where the comment read 'this employee wasn't very attractive'. Obviously, the first thing I did was state (as she already had) how utterly ridiculous that is. Like, seriously? The fuck kind of critique is that? I don't… what? What? It goes without saying how irrelevant that is. But after that, I was like "and secondly, such bad taste! Such. Bad. Taste! I mean, come on!", gesturing towards her face. And every fucking neuron in my brain froze to see the reaction, each one equally shocked that, yes, I just said that.
She blushed, looked down, and said she was a little embarrassed (in an adorable "oh stop it, you!" way).
"Oh my god did I just compliment a woman on her appearance and not totally fuck everything up? I think I did. I think that is exactly the thing that just happened."
My neurons are still partying over that success :P I don't mean to brag about it too much—I just saw an opportunity and took it, cos it was too good to pass up—but I was proud that I did something I would never otherwise consider doing, and that there was no hesitation when I did it. I knew exactly what to do the moment she finished telling me the story about her appraisal, and went through with it on the fly. My limits are almost getting too easy to push at this point. In addition, I genuinely do think she's super cute, and I wanted her to know that, and now she does :)
On a final note, we have so many more similarities than I previously thought. We like the same things, we dislike the same things, we have the same feelings during similar experiences—we just relate on fucking everything. Anytime I thought we were out of similarities, another one would come about. The amount of times one of us said "me too!" or "I can totally relate to that" or "I'm exactly the same in [a particular situation]" or some equivalent… too many to count.
I can't believe how well this is going. No matter what happens, I'm continuing to say "hey, you're not out of the woods yet, don't jump the gun, don't assume anything", etc., but I'm only trying to avoid setting myself up for failure, seeing as I've done it before. Even with that cautionary mindset, though, I'm more confident than ever now that this will go somewhere. This girl is amazing to be around, and I really want to spend more time with her over the uni break. I wanna go places with her, play games with her, have her meet my friends, meet her friends—so many things I wanna do!
I just wish these fucking assessments would go away. Ugh. You should take a page out of this girl's book, assessments. Be fun! Be interesting! You're all awful.
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