Alright, please tell me if this doesn't sound funny to you guys, because honestly, I found it hilarious. A few months after I broke up with my ex, I met a guy in a bar when my little brother took me out for partying with his friends. The situation was so coincidental. I wasn't in a party mood at that time and there he was, stood by the bar by himself and coincidentally our eyes caught each other and the rest was history. Turned out he was there to meet his friend but found the guy was too busy chasing girls in the club while he wasn't in to it. As we're at a same stage that night, we then made ourselves a sweet bondage and when the night over, we swap phone numbers. Come on, I was in a friendly mood because of the amount of alcohol I consumed and he wasn't that bad after all. In fact, he was kind of decent actually.
The next day he text me like no others asked me out to dinner or something, but of course, I refused. I mean, it's not that I was playing hard to get but I barely knew him and I wasn't sure if I can trust my judgmental skill on guys when I was drunk, so yeah...I'd rather passed the offer. After a while and bunches of texts, I found him quite charming then decided to gave him a shot. He was in a processed of divorcing his wife and am single so what the heck. The most important thing was that we both were not looking for something serious considering our previous relationship so we both agreed to keep it casual. But of course, I tagged my little brother as a bodyguard with me on our first date just in case. And it went well. He turned up to looked exactly like what I thought he looked like which is gorgeous and my drunk judgmental skill on guys was actually good. A-ha!
After two months of dating and texting, he them had to went back home to his country for his divorce thing so we decided to stay in touch through emails. Hate to admit it, but yeah, I did feel a little bit weird as I was so used to wake up to his 'good morning' text and went to bed to his 'good night' text. Yeah, we made an agreement to just texting and no phone call during our dating thing as we both were so determined to keep it super casual. But typical me, after a while, I lost my interest on reading his emails until one day there came a sensationally long email from him that kind of got me as the subject was like, "Need to talk..." Knowing how he normally was, I can feel right away that there was something wrong so I then took time reading it.
OMFG, I wasn't sure how to react to that email of his as he told me what I called an ironically funny story. As he was back to his country to dealt with his divorce, of course, he then met his wife again and went through a super painful process as his wife and him did not sign any prenuptial agreement before their marriage so the thing then went sour. But after went to so many tiring procedures, his wife then changed her mind and asked him to give their marriage a second thought. Not something that he expected to, but hey, this was his wife for seven years we were talking about. Of course, he was obliged to say yes. And like honestly, I can totally understand this. To be honest with you, I found this actually kind of funny in ironically way. Why? Because the way he told me the news was kind of super cute. I mean, he tried so hard to found a right way to say it to me as he didn't want to hurt my feeling. Oh, isn't it sweet? Come on, yes we went out for a dinner once, party at the club once, and quick lunch once but during all of those dating things, we were never alone, was always with my brother as our chaperon. Therefore, I was never considered him as my 'someone special' whatsoever, Yes, we text like everyday when he was in town but that was it. Then for him to even considered my feeling when he decided to gave his marriage a second chance was kind of adorable. Ah...
Wait-wait! Don't get bored just yet! The fun part not even there yet! So yeah, after that last email we decided to went low and I was kind of moved on in this dating department already until out of sudden, a month after, received this shockingly email from him again. Surprise-surprise! Turned up his second chance marriage was even worse than his first chance so they then came into a conclusion that divorce was actually the best way to do it. So they don't end up killing each other, ha! So yeah, he then officially single again but for him to came back to the island again was still needed a little bit more time as he had to settled everything in first. Then of course, we decided to activated our emails back again, how excited...NOT! As I told you before, I was kind of lost my interest on this emails game already so I didn't bother.
Okay hang on, here was when the funny part came. Over my lost of interest on him after several emails, I then kind of dated someone else who felt like more real at that time than he did. One day when I finally checked on my inbox, I found like more than twenty emails from him asked about my disappearance. But one that caught my attention was his previous one that said, "Need to talk..." on the subject column. I was like, oh no. I mean, I still remember his last email with the same subject was when he told about his wife asking for a second chance. What else can possibly now? Over my curiosity, I read the email and found out that he was actually in the island already and been trying to reached me but failed. He even went to my shop but didn't see me as I wasn't there everyday and he obviously didn't know my schedule. He then asked me to meet him over a breakfast because he really needed to talk. Weird, but knowing our history, my excitement didn't allow me to over think of it. Besides, what the worst that could happens, right?
Wrong. We then met over a breakfast at this Italian cafe belongs to a friend and there where he told me this another ironically funny story. He has this apartment/Boutique Hotel project that he was doing with his friend when we met last year. But because of his personal issue, this project was kind of postponed a while. And now that he was back on track, the project was on the go again. He hired this Italian architect who ripped them off like no others so they fired him. Over a party in a club back home, he met this girl who turned up to be an architect and to be shorten, he than decided to hired her. They end up dating a couple of time but he then found no chemistry whatsoever with her so decided to ended up whatever they had at that time. Sounded so simple, right? Not really. The girl didn't take it easily and went ballistic. She threatening him to not going to finish the project if they were not together. Ha ha! Like seriously, I literally laughed my head off in front of him when he told me the story. Like honestly! How bizarre the situation between him and me was? Seemed like the universe was always find the way to destroy our plans. And we were not even started planning any serious thing yet. So ironically funny!
Once again, we decided to went low for the sake of his project. I mean, I can totally understand his concern as this was not a peanut project. We were talking about millions of dollars here. But of course, we kept on seeing each other over breakfasts as this was the only time that he could escape from the Cruella De Vil. And oh boy, let me tell you something. This sneaky thing was actually kind of turned me on. The adrenalin rush was like no others and the boundary that we set for our casual date before slowly blurred. Just like a teenage boy, one night he even managed to escaped out and met me for a dinner. So challengingly exciting! Even though he had to be back by eleven but we did have so much fun. And honestly, he now looks even more decent in my eyes. He was like amazeball! So yeah, we did cross that tiny line a little bit as he had to leave the country in three days time so we were like, 'Screwed the boundary!"
But as I told you before, the universe was never sleep on us, not even a bit. We agreed to have another date again on the day he was leaving just so we both can say our proper goodbye, but believe it or not, I went to work that morning not knowing that my phone was out of power and I forgot to bring my charger with me. I mean seriously, from the scale of 1 to 10, the score for me to not having my charger with me was like 1. Almost impossible as my phone is literally my life. My ex-boyfriend used to named my mobile as my LSS before. Yup, my Life Supporting System. Totally die without it. So yeah, how odd.
Went home from work that night to more than fifteen texts and a dozen emails from him asking what the heck was wrong as I didn't return his phone call nor that replying his texts and emails. The 'supposed to be' our special date went failed completely and yes I blamed the universe for that. But what make this story even more funny was over my determination of making this thing between us casual, since our first date I never even bother asking his last name. So yeah, I saw the pictures of his family, his dad's horse, and his mom's cat, but no, I don't even know his last name and I just realized it now.
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Last night, I did things I'm not proud of ...
And I got a little crazy ...
Last night, I met a guy on the dance floor and I let him call me baby ...
And I don't even know his last name ...
It started off, "hey cutie where you from" ...
Oh My momma would be so ashamed ...
And then it turned into "oh no, what have I done" ...
(Last Name - Carrie Underwood)
