One can only hope that this entry is not read by any of my workmates or anyone who's doing med revue in association with this guy I'm going to talk about.
So, yes, I'm single and I'm happy. But things have to somehow swish. Fate likes to tease me up in a haze and leave me there on my own and then it would disappear. So, the conclusion is the fact that I'm gonna leave it up to fate for now but what I'm gonna blog about now is somehow interesting.
First of all, I worked with my new boss two days ago. I have always find Boss attractive and I would stutter in front of him and get really intimidated. To be honest, Boss is a bit of an organized pedentic freak at work. However, after working with him, I find him as someone who's totally fair and optimistic. What he does somehow makes me think of him as someone really respectably nice. So, despite the hot look and lush I might have unintentionally gushed deep inside, I was more swooned by his ability to play it nice and make my seven hours at work seem like a baseball field with corn dogs and coke. Despite being gay, he has NO symbol of camp or bitchiness. I love his humor and his sarcasm is as sharp as mine, if not, sharper. So, Boss rocked my boat. The funnier thing is the fact that Boss knows shit load about me; things that only some people would know from gay dating website or facebook and Boss reads my facebook blog entries as well. So, that kinda makes me feel happy.
I was talking to him about one of the dating websites we both are signed up on. You see, on that site, users are enlisted with pics and a bit of details and you can ONLY see their profile info if you click on them and once you click on them, those who were clicked can find out that you have actually viewed their profiles as one of the commands on it.
So, Boss, in hopes of not getting into trouble with one of his employees, aka me, had only read some details about me and seen my pic. He spoke of things from there and kinda chuckled at me and told me he's seen my profile. And my profile does have witty stuffs that I want him to go read about so I told him if he has read it. Because I was gonna tell him about that 'handicapped' thing that had happened days ago. Turned out that he hadn't read it cos clicking on my name would make me notice that he's viewed my profile and he said 'I'm your boss so I shouldn't do that'. Ok, fair enough! I even joked "So does this mean I have to quit just so you'll read my profile?"
It so happens that today I changed my profile info and changed what I wrote there and when I came back home and worked on that command on the website where they allow you to see who has seen your profile, there he was. BOSS HAS VIEWED MY PROFILE! But the thing was.. for that command user ids are enlisted and no pics were shown so I didn't know it was Boss. So, I clicked on everyone that has viewed me today and TADA! It was Boss's profile, with a pic of him in his undies and a pic of him covering his frontal with his hands clutched.
I was feeling rather stupidly quirky at that time and I wrote "Ahh now I see why you didn't want me to view your profile but nice pics, boss!". Now, only one could hope this wouldn't freak him out nor offend him.
If I have to think too much, why would he go to my profile? Secondly, why would he even care about what I wrote on it? And third, why did he go beyond his rule to check my profile out? You tell me..
Then again, he was gonna go on his 'bloomingly potential' third date the day we worked together. So, despite the whole excitement I gained from his attention, I rest my case on this person for the moment. Given that
1. I haven't quit my job.
2. I still am intimidated by him.
3. He uses deo as opposed to colognes though I have to say it smells so nice. Biased much, heinwhore?
So, that was Boss and me. Now, I wanna talk about an opportunity that I totally knocked off. So, yes I'm directing Med Revue and tonight was the intro night(well more like last night). And we had so many people coming in for the intro night. Me, Puff and Aliyah were just thrilled. Of all the members who were sitting down listening to us, my eyes locked on this one cute creation from God. There he was, sitting listening intensely to every words we said. Looking so cute and confident about things heard, I kinda noted him as a good potential cast member. But then again, I was also biased cos he was hot. I was TOTALLY attracted to him. This CuteCreation had an eye off with me for a second. We actually glanced at each other for a while. Then, he turned out to be Vogue's friend and Vogue asked me if he could still do cast given he would miss the mid session week. Now that was just impossible so I told her 'NO' straight away without even asking the other directors. But then again, I'm sure we'd say no for someone who's gonna miss like ONE WHOLE WEEK of med revue rehearsal. Then, Vogue told me that he would join other teams.
Hopefully he does!! You know WHY? Cos I found out later that he's into men. THE ONLY DECENT GAY GUY I MET IN UNI, I LET GO!!!! What a fucked up thing to do, Hein!!!!
So, the thing here is after so many try hard heavy dating, my desire to try to chase after a cute guy I'm attracted is beyond 'in question'. Plus, I am kinda depending on fate lately and I've totally been too comfortable with myself rather than to be hooked on focusing on a something that I would have to start from scratch for. Milkshake dates? Movie dates? Bowling dates? I would have no clue. I've been told that I am a good catch and I have written songs for guys, taken them to secluded areas like a treehouse with a scented candle for them, taken them moonwatching followed by a game of bowling or even sharing a twenty plus flavors of ice cream scoops in the same bowl with a guy. If none of them worked, there must be something life has been telling me. STOP TRYING!
So, as my stubborness is beeping a bright orange signal for me at the moment and 'dating' is a no green light, I'm just gonna stay where I am and wait til I'm settled.
Will I ever see CuteCreation again? Who knows?
So, yes, I'm single and I'm happy. But things have to somehow swish. Fate likes to tease me up in a haze and leave me there on my own and then it would disappear. So, the conclusion is the fact that I'm gonna leave it up to fate for now but what I'm gonna blog about now is somehow interesting.
First of all, I worked with my new boss two days ago. I have always find Boss attractive and I would stutter in front of him and get really intimidated. To be honest, Boss is a bit of an organized pedentic freak at work. However, after working with him, I find him as someone who's totally fair and optimistic. What he does somehow makes me think of him as someone really respectably nice. So, despite the hot look and lush I might have unintentionally gushed deep inside, I was more swooned by his ability to play it nice and make my seven hours at work seem like a baseball field with corn dogs and coke. Despite being gay, he has NO symbol of camp or bitchiness. I love his humor and his sarcasm is as sharp as mine, if not, sharper. So, Boss rocked my boat. The funnier thing is the fact that Boss knows shit load about me; things that only some people would know from gay dating website or facebook and Boss reads my facebook blog entries as well. So, that kinda makes me feel happy.
I was talking to him about one of the dating websites we both are signed up on. You see, on that site, users are enlisted with pics and a bit of details and you can ONLY see their profile info if you click on them and once you click on them, those who were clicked can find out that you have actually viewed their profiles as one of the commands on it.
So, Boss, in hopes of not getting into trouble with one of his employees, aka me, had only read some details about me and seen my pic. He spoke of things from there and kinda chuckled at me and told me he's seen my profile. And my profile does have witty stuffs that I want him to go read about so I told him if he has read it. Because I was gonna tell him about that 'handicapped' thing that had happened days ago. Turned out that he hadn't read it cos clicking on my name would make me notice that he's viewed my profile and he said 'I'm your boss so I shouldn't do that'. Ok, fair enough! I even joked "So does this mean I have to quit just so you'll read my profile?"
It so happens that today I changed my profile info and changed what I wrote there and when I came back home and worked on that command on the website where they allow you to see who has seen your profile, there he was. BOSS HAS VIEWED MY PROFILE! But the thing was.. for that command user ids are enlisted and no pics were shown so I didn't know it was Boss. So, I clicked on everyone that has viewed me today and TADA! It was Boss's profile, with a pic of him in his undies and a pic of him covering his frontal with his hands clutched.
I was feeling rather stupidly quirky at that time and I wrote "Ahh now I see why you didn't want me to view your profile but nice pics, boss!". Now, only one could hope this wouldn't freak him out nor offend him.
If I have to think too much, why would he go to my profile? Secondly, why would he even care about what I wrote on it? And third, why did he go beyond his rule to check my profile out? You tell me..
Then again, he was gonna go on his 'bloomingly potential' third date the day we worked together. So, despite the whole excitement I gained from his attention, I rest my case on this person for the moment. Given that
1. I haven't quit my job.
2. I still am intimidated by him.
3. He uses deo as opposed to colognes though I have to say it smells so nice. Biased much, heinwhore?
So, that was Boss and me. Now, I wanna talk about an opportunity that I totally knocked off. So, yes I'm directing Med Revue and tonight was the intro night(well more like last night). And we had so many people coming in for the intro night. Me, Puff and Aliyah were just thrilled. Of all the members who were sitting down listening to us, my eyes locked on this one cute creation from God. There he was, sitting listening intensely to every words we said. Looking so cute and confident about things heard, I kinda noted him as a good potential cast member. But then again, I was also biased cos he was hot. I was TOTALLY attracted to him. This CuteCreation had an eye off with me for a second. We actually glanced at each other for a while. Then, he turned out to be Vogue's friend and Vogue asked me if he could still do cast given he would miss the mid session week. Now that was just impossible so I told her 'NO' straight away without even asking the other directors. But then again, I'm sure we'd say no for someone who's gonna miss like ONE WHOLE WEEK of med revue rehearsal. Then, Vogue told me that he would join other teams.
Hopefully he does!! You know WHY? Cos I found out later that he's into men. THE ONLY DECENT GAY GUY I MET IN UNI, I LET GO!!!! What a fucked up thing to do, Hein!!!!
So, the thing here is after so many try hard heavy dating, my desire to try to chase after a cute guy I'm attracted is beyond 'in question'. Plus, I am kinda depending on fate lately and I've totally been too comfortable with myself rather than to be hooked on focusing on a something that I would have to start from scratch for. Milkshake dates? Movie dates? Bowling dates? I would have no clue. I've been told that I am a good catch and I have written songs for guys, taken them to secluded areas like a treehouse with a scented candle for them, taken them moonwatching followed by a game of bowling or even sharing a twenty plus flavors of ice cream scoops in the same bowl with a guy. If none of them worked, there must be something life has been telling me. STOP TRYING!
So, as my stubborness is beeping a bright orange signal for me at the moment and 'dating' is a no green light, I'm just gonna stay where I am and wait til I'm settled.
Will I ever see CuteCreation again? Who knows?
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