Dating, why is it so difficult?
So, I hate dating.
I met a guy at the pub about ten days ago. I went with a few colleagues to Franciscan Wells, one of our "Apple"-pubs. Everybody from work is there on Fridays. It's great :)
Well, I went with a few friends, had a few pints, and then these other guys came. A girl I've met before and her friend. We started talking, and that was it. We had a great time, at least I thought so. The other in our party wanted to go to another pub, but we were in the middle of our pints, so we agreed that we would come after, and they left.
Of course we stayed. We had fun. The pub closed and we left. We stayed outside talking. And he suddenly asked me if I wanted to come over for dinner the day after?? Surprised, but happy, I said yes.
Said goodbye, and went home very happy. Our first date went great. You know when you are sitting up, talking all night drinking wine and just enjoying the evening. I stayed over and we continued our discussions and talking over breakfast.
And then I left. And the game starts.
You are supposed to wait for this and this long. You can't do this and you shouldn't do that. Because if you do that then you show this and that is bad because of this and if you do that, then that means this and that means that you can just forget about it all. Right...
But now, the problem here is that he is also Finnish...he's a bit strange. Cold.
And everybody I spoke to told me different things. It was wrecking my head. I hate playing games, especially since I'm crap at it. Why just don't get a yes or no right away, to get over with it? I mean, it's not like we're gonna get married or something.
So finally, Thursday, I sent him a text, not listening to all warnings etc. from everybody, asking him out for a drink. And of course I met him about 20 min later when I went for lunch. I asked him if he got my text and he said yes, he said that he wanted to meet me during the weekend and that he would text me.
Start waiting again...
He came to Franciscan on Friday again. Completely ignored me. What? I mean, do we actually speak the same language, men and women? But he texted me and apologized, saying he wasn't feeling well, since he left very early.
Anywho, in the end he finally asked me out for a second date yesterday. And it was great. I like him. A lot. And I hate that. He's still cold. I hate that even more. He seem to like me. And he invited me home for dinner this week. But who knows? Met him today on my way from work. Cold.
He's messing with my head. Stop it!
But the rest of the weekend was awesome. What I can remember of it at least ;) No, it wasn't that bad. But I had a great time! A lot of awesome pictures and stuff. You'll see at some point :) You should come over to Ireland, and enjoy the pub life.
And guys, I miss you!!
I met a guy at the pub about ten days ago. I went with a few colleagues to Franciscan Wells, one of our "Apple"-pubs. Everybody from work is there on Fridays. It's great :)
Well, I went with a few friends, had a few pints, and then these other guys came. A girl I've met before and her friend. We started talking, and that was it. We had a great time, at least I thought so. The other in our party wanted to go to another pub, but we were in the middle of our pints, so we agreed that we would come after, and they left.
Of course we stayed. We had fun. The pub closed and we left. We stayed outside talking. And he suddenly asked me if I wanted to come over for dinner the day after?? Surprised, but happy, I said yes.
Said goodbye, and went home very happy. Our first date went great. You know when you are sitting up, talking all night drinking wine and just enjoying the evening. I stayed over and we continued our discussions and talking over breakfast.
And then I left. And the game starts.
You are supposed to wait for this and this long. You can't do this and you shouldn't do that. Because if you do that then you show this and that is bad because of this and if you do that, then that means this and that means that you can just forget about it all. Right...
But now, the problem here is that he is also Finnish...he's a bit strange. Cold.
And everybody I spoke to told me different things. It was wrecking my head. I hate playing games, especially since I'm crap at it. Why just don't get a yes or no right away, to get over with it? I mean, it's not like we're gonna get married or something.
So finally, Thursday, I sent him a text, not listening to all warnings etc. from everybody, asking him out for a drink. And of course I met him about 20 min later when I went for lunch. I asked him if he got my text and he said yes, he said that he wanted to meet me during the weekend and that he would text me.
Start waiting again...
He came to Franciscan on Friday again. Completely ignored me. What? I mean, do we actually speak the same language, men and women? But he texted me and apologized, saying he wasn't feeling well, since he left very early.
Anywho, in the end he finally asked me out for a second date yesterday. And it was great. I like him. A lot. And I hate that. He's still cold. I hate that even more. He seem to like me. And he invited me home for dinner this week. But who knows? Met him today on my way from work. Cold.
He's messing with my head. Stop it!
But the rest of the weekend was awesome. What I can remember of it at least ;) No, it wasn't that bad. But I had a great time! A lot of awesome pictures and stuff. You'll see at some point :) You should come over to Ireland, and enjoy the pub life.
And guys, I miss you!!
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