Hello my littlesongbirds!
Awful good weekend. Went for a drink with this girl I met at that party a few weeks back. It was the 3rd rearrangement of this date. Sadly she only stayed for one beer, under an hour. I was livid.
I’d went and cleaned the bloody flat so I could take her back here (a moot point since my bastarding flatmate threw a God-damn party) and she leaves! So I go home and the party is as lively as the Pope’s bedroom. Evedyone’s left, and made no mess, so it’s me in my immaculate flat. And I get the text. The girl didn’t go home. After I left her at her work (a nearby bar, where she had to pick her uniform up) her colleagues dragged her to a club, and she was sorry our date was so brief would I still like to meet her? Daft question. Got her back round chez moi for a few beers, Cava and Family Guy. And it was a very fun night.
Tonight, hjwever, there was this amazing girl in, perfect 10, wearing a corset and miniskirt with a guy who was, let’s be frank, nowhere near handsome enough to merit a lassie like her. Even my manager said so, and he’s in a damn committed relationship. But he still would though, eh? She seemed pretty touched that I told her she looked 20 (it was her 22nd birthday) and was eyeing me all night. At the end, when her man was in the lavvy, she told me it was the best compliment she’d ever been paid and that I was gorgeous.
Pinnacle of my romantic life right there.
I asked her if the guy was her boyfriend, and she told me he was, but not really. So I asked if there was hope for a man like me and there was, am I working tomorrow? In point of fact I’m not but for her I’ll show up, and I told her so. Damn rookie mistake, didn’t get her number just in casa, but I was a bit thunderstruck to tell the truth (if you saw her you’d see why). Didn’t even get her name- don’t know what was wrong with me! I don’t know if she will be there but in vino veritas; at least I know she wasn’t lying when she said she fancied me. That alone has me walking on air.
Would it be morally reprehensible for me to meet her tomorrow? I think not. I’m not in anything committed, and I won’t see the bird from the party until the exams are done. So I’ll take the chance, and here’s to luck!
