earthsquatter

Even though I don’t feel like it, one of my New Year resolution (and thereby having a high possiblility of being dismissed after a while) is to accept dates if asked.

So, today, I went for my first date of 2008. Drumroll pls.

Nah, nothing so dramatic. But I need to get a couple of things off my chest:

1. Boy, can the guy talk. Usually I am quite a chatty person (when I am in the mood, with the right people and with the right topic) but this guy can out-talk me anytime, hands down. I was reduced to nodding my head in acknowledgement with limited airtime allocated to me. Maybe its also because I subscribe to the philosophy that if you have nothing better to say, keep quiet, something which I think he doesn’t believe in.

2. I know guys love their toys but really, do I need to be shown the wonderful camera features of his phone?! I am dead certain nowhere in the limited airtime allocated to me did I mention that I was in the market for a new phone. So really, I don’t need to know that your phone can at the same instant, take the same picture with different lighting mode (or something like that, because as it is pretty obvious, I have spaced out)

3. Re the above, it is also rather uninteresting to look at another person’s entire travel pictures stored on the phone, especially pictures of people I do not know at all. I mean, it is really no use telling me this is a picture of XX and XX, because, do I look like I give a darn who XX is?!

4. It is kinda off putting to be asked a question only to be have your answer cut off because he wanted to show you pictures of his dad’s bonsai plants.

Ok, I know I am a bitch. Now for the more serious stuff.

Notwithstanding the above, the brutal honest truth is that, he is an okay guy lah. As in, at least I pay attention to what he says, and I don’t feel that bored talking to him (not counting the holiday pix bit). He is a very family-oriented sort of guy, close to his  parents and siblings, judging from what he says. He’s got no dreamboat looks, but then again, I am definitely no pin-up girl either. In short, a pretty decent sort, typical, slightly geeky guy.

So the million dollar question is – If (and it’s “If” only) he does ask me out again, will I go? Truthfully, I don’t know. There’s no chemistry but I am not put off either. Another way of putting it – my life won’t change drastically if I don’t see him again, neither do I forsee my existence improving tremendously if I do.