I met him two weeks ago. This year, I told myself that I'd be choosier in agreeing to go out and he was actually date # 1 for 2012. He didn't know this.
So there I was, not really dressed up but wearing killer heels that I was loving simply because it was 6 inches and had heels that could kill a vampire heart and it didn't fail me the entire day. It was comfy and I could walk without falling flat on my face. I was rockin' it.
A few minutes after the time we agreed to meet, I was walking along Valero. I was feeling confident that it would be a great night when the world dropped and I saw the pavement coming fast and furious. BAM! I had fallen.
Yep ... the heels of my shoe failed me and I fell face first. It was a good thing that my face did not kiss the ground but my knee received the brunt of my entire weight. Huhuhuhu. I was teary eyed. Still, date was waiting and so I picked up myself and my pride and dusted off the pain and the dirt.
When I saw him, I wasn't initially impressed. He looked like Vic Sotto and I didn't really get his charm. However, he was a true gentleman because he did not get mad that I was late and he laughed off the absurdness of the situation when we were walking towards where he parked his car. You see, he parked it in the area where the road was not smooth but full of gravel and rocks that are the worst enemies of shoes like mine. What happened then was a scene worthy of a romantic comedy.
There we were, walking in Makati, him looking dapper and I trying hard to save my wounded pride by ensuring that I do not fall flat again and add more pain to my throbbing knee. The funny / embarrassing part was that while we were walking, I was holding on to his arms for dear life. Yes, I was "clinging" to him. No, to say clinging is an understatement. I was like a tarsier (imagine a giant one) holding on to a tree (he's the branch.)
To save face, I cracked jokes. I was so happy that my mind was running at 180m/hour at that moment. I told him he could actually update his facebook status and say that he was such a hottie that on the first date, I fell for him (referring to the incident of me falling flat on my face on my way to our date) even before I saw him or that he was such a charmer that within 5 minutes, he had me holding on to him for dear life. Thankfully, he laughed and that set the tone for our date.
Date happened at Johnny Chow. We talked about our lives, our situations and got to know a bit more. I was nervous actually. For all my bravado on dates, I am almost always nervous when I'm with someone who is actually decent, smart, and funny which he was.
Afterwards, we went around looking for Serenitea. I informed him of my addiction to milk tea and he indulged me.
We hanged out and chatted some more. I asked him to take a photo of me and then I asked him if it was okay to take a photo of us. By this time, we'd been wreaking havoc to the other customers because we were just laughing out loud withe the crazy stories we were sharing. After taking this photo, all hell broke loose. Even he laughed out loud.
See? It's funny right? This was a semi candid shot and up to this day, 2 weeks later, I can't decide if its funny or scary. Hahahahaha.
Afterwards, he took me home. Yes, he's a gentleman. I liked that actually. Overall, this is one of the nicest dates I've had in a long time. No off moments, no "what was I thinking going out with this guy" moment, and definitely no "touch me and I'll kill you" moments.
Would I go out with him again? Yep. In fact, we had date # 2 already and yes, I had lots of fun as well. I can say that I would like to get to know him more. Still, it is all and will always be God's will.