That’s right, after a great date tonight, I went in to kiss him (because hello, six dates!) and he thought it was going to be a hug. He turned his face, and instead of getting a smooth “look at me I’m a pro” kiss on the mouth, he got a funky “I don’t know what I’m doing” kiss on the cheek. Awesome.
I then tried to pull it out with a sassy comment… “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while”. Which, to most guys would be an invitation to do more, right? Nope, not him! Instead, he gives me “I’m not complaining” with a little laugh. A laugh! *shakes head in disgust at clueless boy!*
Otherwise, the date actually went quite well despite the fact that I got lost TWICE! That’s right, I took a wrong turn and ended up at Carleton University instead of Hogsback Park. Then (and here’s the best part) I parked in Hogsback Park instead of at the beach (Mooney’s Bay). I ended up only being about 15 minutes late, but I still felt like a complete ass.
We walked around for a while, and talked in front of the falls, which was nice. I didn’t get a picture because I was too busy trying to hint that THIS IS THE TIME TO KISS ME!! We walked further up the trail and sat on some benches and talked for a while, looking at this amazing view of the park. I took just one picture of him, and again tried sending some major KISS ME vibes.
It started to spit a bit, so we walked back to my car to get an umbrella and then to this Greek Souvlaki place for supper (which was kinda only okay). On our way back to my car, we rented a movie named “The Cleaner” and went back to his place.
The drive to his place was good, though I got completely confused about where he was taking me – he was driving in his car, and I was following him in mine while using his GPS in case we got separated.
His house was awesome, though we started in the garage, which really wasn’t… his house though is a fairly old place (that had a little old lady with a flowered wallpaper fetish before him) with great personality. His decorating is quite a bit different from mine, which I thought was kinda funny – we couldn’t be any more different!
The movie was okay, and we talked for a while afterwards, but I’m just exhausted and I think he was too (he’d been staying up late to clean his house to impress me! Not to mention that he went in to work late today to take time to clean!), So, I walked to the door, and did the flirty hair toss/giggle/arm brushing and got no where.
He leaned in and gave me a hug… and since that’s all he did, I decided to follow Lost Soul’s advice (to just do it myself already!) and tried kissing him.
Yeah, I’m a bit bitter it didn’t turn out the way I had wanted it to (to at least be SMOOTH for God’s sake!), but his comment earlier of not being all that experienced with girls helps to sooth a bit – perhaps my next email to him will include a flirty comment about how he’s welcome to do it too.
Aw.. he must be very shy if you’ve gone on 6 dates and haven’t kissed yet. I would be getting really anxious about it too. After all, a kiss can say a lot. I say give it another shot next time and maybe the outcome will be better
Your blogs about these akward dates are the best things EVER. They’re so funny.
Just grab him, kiss him, and tell him to ”man up”, I say!
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