Holy Fucking Fuckballs
Rap. From the R.O.O.T.S. album, released in 2009. More info from Wikipedia.
For some reason, I have the tendency to forget about this thing unless I feel really compelled to post something. More often than not, I'll leave an update in here when there's something on my mind that I want to elaborate to no one about.
As of the past couple of weeks, I've been in contact with a very attractive young lady by the name of Kayla. How we met is not too important (dating sites, for the win?), but significant nonetheless. After spending about a week of talking to one another through messages on the site, we agreed to meet up with one another and have dinner. This date was Thursday, which happened to be my first day off from work. We met up at a restaurant named Bizzell's, of which I've never been to nor heard of. I showed up about 15 minutes earlier than the time we planned on meeting, primarily because I have a penchant for being more punctual than needed.
When I got to the restaurant, I sent Kayla a text, saying that I was there and waiting outside my car. She sent a reply back shortly thereafter saying that she'd be there in a couple minutes and to expect a small white truck. When I saw her truck pull into the parking lot, the anxiety kicked into overdrive. She didn't notice me right away as she looked for a parking space, but I watched her truck the entire time she was searching for a place to park. Since it was surprisingly busy that night, she had to park far off in the distance, so I lost sight of her for a minute. She sent me a text a minute or two later asking where I was hiding, to which I replied, "I'm literally in front of Bizzell's. And I'm not hiding." As I sent this text, she was walking toward me, and when I made eye contact, I instinctively smiled. The beautiful, young woman named Kayla that smiled back at me was, without a shadow of a doubt, charming. I couldn't help but to smile practically every second while talking to her.
We got seated very shortly afterward and made conversation last the entire course of dinner. When the bill came, she asked if I'd like to split it, which I politely declined - I was raised in a fashion that, the guy is responsible for picking up the expenses while on a date.
After dinner, we walked across the street and made our way to a small coffee shop that Kayla once more suggested I try. Kayla purchased a cold coffee (mocha frappe, I believe), whereas I went on the warm side and purchased a raspberry green tea. The tea was delicious and the perfect way to continue talking with Kayla as we passed the evening away. Before long, the coffee shop was getting ready to close up for the night, so we agreed to call it a night. Being a gentleman, I walked her to her truck, where we ended up talking for approximately another hour before we finally said our goodbyes, both expressing a great desire to meet up again. As I said my goodbyes, my mind kept telling me to give a friendly hug, but I couldn't bring myself to commit. This made for a partially awkward farewell, but I made a promise to myself that said farewell would not happen again should Kayla and I meet up again.
When I got home, I sent Kayla a text further expressing how much I enjoyed myself that evening. I decided to take a risk and ask about a second date, saying, "So what's on the agenda for the second date?" To this, she replied, "Well I don't know - anything in particular you'd like to do?" Thinking back on some of the messages that she sent me, she said that movies were more of a second date kind of thing, so I thought this was a great idea. After asking a couple questions back and forth via texts, our second date was confirmed the same night as our first one occurred.
The following day, Kayla sent a text around 1 PM asking if I still wanted to go to the movies. When I read the text, I couldn't help myself but to smile. I sent a text back saying that I'd love to if she were available. After trading a few more texts, we agreed on a movie and time. On my way toward the movie theater, I got a text from her saying that she was there and to give her a holler when I got there. Since I was in the middle of driving, I couldn't reply, but I managed to squeeze a reply in while waiting for a red light to change. Upon arrival, I immediately spotted her truck out and saw that it was next to several open parking spaces. Since the air was refreshing, I had my windows down, thus my music was loud. She had her door open and a leg sticking out, appearing to be sending a text. I pull up next to her and back in to a parking space two spaces away from her truck - I admit, I was showing off. We made our way to the movie theater and purchased our tickets to see Puss in Boots. Seemed a little childish to see, considering Kayla and I are both adults, but I thought it was funny nonetheless. After the movie, Kayla needed to go to Barnes and Noble to pick out a couple gifts for a family member, so I decided to tag along with her. We ended up spending about 20 minutes in Barnes and Noble, browsing through a couple books. As we were leaving, I asked if she'd be interested in getting dinner with me. Since we were in Florence, we decided to eat at the city's finest - Olive Garden. The wait for a table took about 20 minutes, but that was 20 minutes well-spent, sitting outside next to her on a bench and making some small talk. When it was time to be seated, Kayla and I continued our conversation and storytelling at the dining table. We ended up spending somewhere around an hour and a half at Olive Garden - something just made me want to stay in her company. After dinner, Kayla once more offered to pick up part of the dinner check, but I politely declined again. After paying, Kayla and I sat at the table wrapped in conversation for what seemed to be another hour - it probably wasn't more than half an hour at the most.
After we finally got up from the table, I walked her to her truck again and once more expressed how I enjoyed myself that evening. After receiving the same sentiment, I instinctively reached out and gave her a hug as a farewell, just like I said I would do. It felt great to receive the same affection back - I don't remember the last time someone outside my family hugged me, let alone a gorgeous woman I've only been talking to for two weeks and whom I've only met in person twice.
When she left the parking lot, I ended up following her; not in a stalker-ish kind of way, but because we both had the same route in mind for getting home - I-20. Since she was out of the parking lot first, I was directly behind her, though I decided to show off again once we got onto I-20. Being the typical guy that I am, I dropped my car into fourth gear and zoomed past until I got up to my desired speed. I was surprised to see that she kept up with me, though not directly behind me - she stayed about a quarter mile back. I don't remember the entire trip home that night; all I could think about was the next time I could see her and what could possibly happen between us.
On that note, let's elaborate on the aspect of future plans. As mentioned before, we met on an online dating site, and though I do feel a little self-conscious about the matter, I don't regret it. In all honesty, Kayla is the second woman I've been both physically and mentally attracted to since Cassie and I broke up nearly three years ago (holy shit, has it really been that long?!), only next to Lorraine (though she did openly tell me that she did have some feelings for me, she said she wasn't ready to move on - I respected her decision and marched on; later found that Lorraine met a new guy and started dating him, and apparently she's been with him since. I hold no ill-will; I'm glad to see that she's happy). Maybe this is being a little judgmental, but at this rate, I don't give a damn; Kayla is much more attractive than Cassie is. That's not to say that Cassie isn't cute - she is - but there's just something about Kayla that my eyes cannot stop looking at. Maybe it's the perfectly proportioned chest and backside in comparison to her height, mixed in with her gorgeous face, beautiful dark hair, the voice of an angel and a smile that could melt an iceberg? Yep, I think so.
Regardless of this, I've been getting a gut feeling that there's a likelihood that something can spark between us and things could potentially be taken to the next level. Reason? I took a look at her online profile early this morning and noticed that the last time she was online was two days prior to us meeting. Maybe this is purely coincidental, but that's not how my brain operates. My line of thinking is this: while there may have been other guys talking to her and sending her messages from that site, I think that she prefers to socialize with me over any of them (assuming there are more than one, if any). This is based solely on the very first message she sent to me, which stated that I sent her the most detailed "hello" kind of message to her, whereas it's not like others that were sent to her, of which were apparently primitive and cut straight to the chase. Not to mention, I don't think she would have agreed to so many meetings in such a short time if she didn't feel some kind of chemistry between us. Or maybe I'm just being totally conceited and she's giving me all these chances just to make a dork like me feel better? My mind naturally thinks this way, unfortunately. I have the tendency to believe the former, though. Especially considering that we've been blowing each others' phones up with texts over the past couple days. While it's not talking using spoken word, it's still communication nonetheless, and I'm certain I posted an update about talking to a female I'm not dating for an extended period of time and what it leads to. See, I'm fuckin' smart.
I think it's time to go to sleep. For the first time in like, this entire journal, I'm not listening to a rock song - courtesy of HabboxLive and the time I spent DJing there last year. In either case, I'm going to send a few more texts to Kayla tonight, then call it a night so I can haul my mangy ass to work in the morning.