0 Season of Flirting

Does being in the mood for flirting equate to being all in love and getting head over heels romantic?

Does flirting always equate to putting labels to what you have with the other person?

Yes, I am kinda new to this, a good news for my BFF who has earned a PhD in flirting with flying colors. 

Yes, since I am new to this, am kinda enjoying it at the moment. 

But when does this stop?

And what will happen after?

Do I expect something?

Do I just go with the flow?

Or do I simply let go when the flirting is done?

Later!

LeeLai

0 A Game of Billiards.

Ok, so I did went out again on a date last night. On a game of billiards, something that I missed doing. And the guy was good I must say, and competitive [and did I say his cute (emphasis on the word :)].

We had snacks, and conversations of all sorts, and I accompanied him in purchasing a bag. Then we had coffee (yeah, finally my cravings were given justice). And we again talked. And talked.

Then he waited for me to ride a bus. When I got home, we exchanged messages. He called. The way he used to every night.

I have to admit, we have a lot of differences. I was the outgoing type while he'd rather stay at home and make love with his gadgets and games. He is makulit and seldom serious, I was on the other hand is usually serious and seldom gets makulit (well except with my friends). We both don't enjoy the fun of mountaineering, and gets really hyped in a game of billiards. He admittedly is not fond of traveling and since he grew by the beach, he does not find the excitement in it while I enjoy long bus rides, exploring places and the beach.

He only drinks mocha frappe, "customized" his way (for the longest time, its just now that I met a guy who is picky with his coffee that he even requested it to be re-mixed. The concoction, I didn't really quite get). He is admittedly color-blind, and for the love of his gadgets, he'd pay all sums.

Well, he's chivalrous in his own way, not the type who puts a front just to impress. And he is always, repeat after me, always SMILING showing his dimples that I almost die in envy (hahahaha!).

He asked what I do in wedding coordination, he intently listened, then told me, it sounds complicated and its kinda hard to grasp. Well he may not understand the process, but he understands that its something I enjoy so what the heck. He even posed a pseudo proposal of what if my company offers the same compensation that the company am applying for as a corp comm officer gives, would I still accept it. I told him no. I guess it gave him an idea that it rather be hyper and creative than be steady at home.

So far, I think things are going well. No, don't ask about emotions, I don't wanna complicate things. Let me cross the bridge when I get there. Honestly, am not really smiling ear to ear, not because I don't like him or anything but because I just want to enjoy this and let things unfold day after day.

Come what may...

Later!

0 It's Friday and I'm Out...on a DATE

It has been a while since I went out on a Friday night. Yes I was on a date. Probably those who would be reading this will be all smiles now. My love life has been an open book to a few people, being the reserved person that I am. Most of them would tell me that everything's gonna be alright and I should not close my doors. I, on the other hand, have this, well we could say practice, of going on a dating scene hiatus (and when I say hiatus it would mean years) before I agree to another date.

This time though, I know that there were changes on how I handled myself. I tried dressing more lady-like, the bills were split equally and I had my share of talking (yes I used to be quiet and would just listen, I still do, but I guess now I have developed the art of acknowledging compliments).

One dilemma that I have whenever I go out dating is having indecent proposals. As I mature, I have learned how to handle them and kinda expected guys to be asking that, not that I give in but I know somewhere between the small talks and walking side by sides, a question of "going somewhere private" pops up. Last Friday night though was different and I kinda salute the guy for that. He wasn't prude nor noble but respect and decency ruled in.

Yes guys, I am again smiling. And again writing. And this may mean bad signals. I have kept my doors open, only with laser lights and electric wires on. This time, slow would be the word. I have tried that before but I guess I have not perfected it, so now, I would be using this opportunity to apply it again. Its not that I want to be emotionally detached. However, I just want to be sure and secure before taking the risk. Plays and tears is something I am avoiding. Though it may be inevitable, I guess I could lessen the long-term injury.

Yes, HHWW and goodbye kisses ain't bad after all... :)

Later!