Another "girl" related post
Some of you might remember how i had a date set for tonight, its something i have been really freaking excited about for the past week this girl i knew from sydney was moving down to melbourne to live.
We caught up at a pub the other day and talked for ages, this girl is gorgeous, average height, medium length black hair and the greatest sense of humor ever. same interests as me etc. the night went on and everything was fine and we had been hinting at things for a while, even before she came down to melbourne. so i asked her out for a date and she said okay, and seemed really happy about it.
So for the past week i have been ecstatic, cleaning my house until its freaking spotless ( i dont know why i do that) buying new clothes and acting like a teenager leading up to this date. booked a japanese restaurant down on st kilda beach (close to my place). and bought a cute little bunch of gerbera's for her.
So today ever since i got home from work at lunchtime i have been preening myself like a freaking guy from queer eye. doing my hair and just acting like a little shy nervous puppy.
Then about 20 minutes before i left, i get an sms from her.
"Hey, my phone has been off -flat battery. just wanted to make sure before we meet up that we are both on the same page, the plutonic page right?"
this hit me like a ton of bricks. but i kinda laughed it off and replied with a simple
"everything starts out as plutonic, i'm so looking forward to seeing you tonight"
reply.
"mmm, i'm sorry kiddo but i don't think it will work"
and then asks me if i still want to catch up tonight.
I just didn't know if i could go out and see her without me just staring at my shoes and feeling like a total fool.
So i decided to go and meet up etc. anyway, met her down in brunswick (the music district) in melbourne. She looked gorgeous as per usual and we went down to bar Open and just chatted and had a glass of wine. she explained to me why she sms'd me. she said that she wanted this to go ahead as a date, and that she was interested but then she started thinking about her ex and didnt feel it was right, saying she still has feelings for him. i nodded and just acted semi normal. A few venues, some cheesecake and coffee later we headed down to see "the triplets of beville" at the Nova, a french/canadian arthouse animated film (awesome watch... freaky shit) and enjoyed that.
but yeah... lots of conversation. plenty of smiles. and a promise to do it again.
i guess all i can do is maintain plutonious ground.. and see what happens.
why do i always end up with girls confessing there dying love for there exes? (or living far far away (im talking to you Tanya))
i'm off to bed to hug my pillow...
too much on my mind...
x Nick
We caught up at a pub the other day and talked for ages, this girl is gorgeous, average height, medium length black hair and the greatest sense of humor ever. same interests as me etc. the night went on and everything was fine and we had been hinting at things for a while, even before she came down to melbourne. so i asked her out for a date and she said okay, and seemed really happy about it.
So for the past week i have been ecstatic, cleaning my house until its freaking spotless ( i dont know why i do that) buying new clothes and acting like a teenager leading up to this date. booked a japanese restaurant down on st kilda beach (close to my place). and bought a cute little bunch of gerbera's for her.
So today ever since i got home from work at lunchtime i have been preening myself like a freaking guy from queer eye. doing my hair and just acting like a little shy nervous puppy.
Then about 20 minutes before i left, i get an sms from her.
"Hey, my phone has been off -flat battery. just wanted to make sure before we meet up that we are both on the same page, the plutonic page right?"
this hit me like a ton of bricks. but i kinda laughed it off and replied with a simple
"everything starts out as plutonic, i'm so looking forward to seeing you tonight"
reply.
"mmm, i'm sorry kiddo but i don't think it will work"
and then asks me if i still want to catch up tonight.
I just didn't know if i could go out and see her without me just staring at my shoes and feeling like a total fool.
So i decided to go and meet up etc. anyway, met her down in brunswick (the music district) in melbourne. She looked gorgeous as per usual and we went down to bar Open and just chatted and had a glass of wine. she explained to me why she sms'd me. she said that she wanted this to go ahead as a date, and that she was interested but then she started thinking about her ex and didnt feel it was right, saying she still has feelings for him. i nodded and just acted semi normal. A few venues, some cheesecake and coffee later we headed down to see "the triplets of beville" at the Nova, a french/canadian arthouse animated film (awesome watch... freaky shit) and enjoyed that.
but yeah... lots of conversation. plenty of smiles. and a promise to do it again.
i guess all i can do is maintain plutonious ground.. and see what happens.
why do i always end up with girls confessing there dying love for there exes? (or living far far away (im talking to you Tanya))
i'm off to bed to hug my pillow...
too much on my mind...
x Nick