Saturday, December 31, 2011
The Ninja Face
So whenever the only picture of a girl available is kinda covered like above, you should know its probably a bad sign. I was early in the online date game... ok, I already knew I was asking for trouble... but I thought, whatevers.
When you use OKCupid, there's a little menu that shows who's visited your page. It's always fun to click on their profile, you know, just out of curiosity, and also to return the courtesy of them having visited your profile. Anyways, I started things off by asking if she was a ninja. As we started corresponding, her "uniqueness" started to pique my interest. For example, she said she'd never drank to the point of getting drunk... not even getting a little buzzed, but she would smoke every once in a while, but not an everyday smoker; only when she was really stressed. She said she was a hippie at heart minus the drugs (which doesn't make any sense to me); she had broken her leg once and somehow through her rehab or something she came to love jogging. She asked me what I was, I told her Korean, and I asked her the same, and she said Vietnamese, and she asked me if that was a problem, to which I responded, of course not, should it be?
Anyways, asked her out and we agreed to meet up at Ruby's in Anaheim for lunch. I actually arrived at the place before her and waited outside. About 5 minutes later, a young lady walks up and I ask "Hi, are you Kai?" (which I pronounced like "cape" minus the "pe" sound). She answered "my name is actually Kai." (pronounced like "kite" minus the "te" sound.... and no, her real name isn't Kai; this is just recreating the scene; I'm clever like that). So after establishing this was the correct lady, we walk inside and sit down to have our lunch.
Looks wise, I'd give her a solid 5 from the 10 point scale; meaning she wasn't ugly by any stretch of the imagination, at the same time, nothing really stood out; like usually if there's that one thing, I can just latch onto that... and usually its not a tangible thing, or I can't really pin-point it, but there's got to be that something. But going on a tangent, I'd say pretty much everyone uses the 10 point scale right? Usually the disagreement is on how points are established but the scale itself is always 10. Well in highschool, one of my closest friends would use a 20 point scale. He'd just double the score. I'd yell at him and berate him, telling him what an idiot he was, how no one uses his stupid 20 point non-sense... because you need people to conform; there's already enough debate without doubling the scale... i've tried to look for him on facebook, but he's nowhere to be found... but anyways, back to the story.
The lunch itself I think went pretty well.... I had gotten rid of some of the dating jitters with my first date anyways, so not as much pressure... I don't remember too much of the conversation; but I had done enough to get dessert. Since this was her neighborhood, she offered to drive, which I accepted. She drove a nice car... one of those high-end European cars... Saab, Audi, BMW... I don't remember which one... but thats how much I don't really give a crap about cars... I just remember there was leather seating. Since she was a student, it meant that she came from at least an upper-middle class family right? Anyways, had our frozen yogurt and she drove me back to my car afterwards and that was that.
The next day, she texts me... pretty much small talk. We texted a few times, but I wasn't really interested. I never asked her out again. I'm no good with rejecting; its not like I've really done it that much... maybe I need more practice~! If there's one girl I feel bad about, its her
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