Our First Date

I sent a few texts and phoned her twice without reply.  I thought at that moment she had only given me her number as she must have felt bad tipping pepsi on me.  I was sat by the phone ready to give up when suddenly she called me.  She asked if i'd like to take her to the cinema later when she finished work, i didn't catch the name of the film she said but i got 'meet there for 10' and that's all i needed.  at 6 i was still sat at home in my dressing gown and slippers thinking i had bags of time.  Next thing i know i get a call from her asking rather abruptly 'where are you?'  I paused for a moment and replied 'at home...why?' I had misheard her earlier, i was actually susposed to meet her at 6, not 10.  I thought to myself that 10 was a bit late to see a film but never questioned it.  I couldn't believe it, here i was sat in my slippers and i had a hot date waiting for me outside cwmbran cinema!  I had fucked up bigtime, even my brain was having a go at me saying' you stupid bastard, you had one chance and you blew it!' I hadn't even shaved or done my hair, but i was in a panic so i just threw on a wrinkly shirt, jeans and some ugly flipflops.  It took me 10 minutes to drive 90mph to cwmbran and when i turned up she looked absolutely stunning.  I on the other hand looked like a tramp.  I apologised profusely and we went in to watch the film, it turned out to be Inception again which was good as i didn't understand it all properly the first time.  When we came out i thought the film would be a good topic to break the ice but when i asked her what she thought of it she just said she didn't understand any of it.  She had a lift waiting for her outside so i quickly managed to secure a 2nd date by insisting that i pay next time.  As i got in the car to go home, a dozen messages came through all off her.  It turns out she did reply to the messages i sent her that morning, my phone had just been on the blink and i hadn't received them until now.  It even had the correct time to be there on one of the texts.  I wanted to throw my phone in the bin.

The Day I Found Her

For about a month i didn't feel like doing much, i would just stay at home sulking that i'd never see that girl again.  My mate offered to take me out for a movie and a bite to eat to try and cheer me up.  I didn't tell him why i was feeling sad though.  For a change we went to the wonderful city of Cwmbran and ended up watching Inception, this had cheered me up a little bit as i thought it was an amazing film and thoroughly enjoyed it. After the film i asked him where did he want to eat, he told me there was a oriental buffet nearby.  So we walked up the stairs and through the double doors into the restaurant, I couldn't believe my eyes.  It was a miracle, she was there, my lost asian princess.....i had found her!  Instantly a huge smile appeared on my face and no matter how hard i tried to look normal i couldn't stop smiling.  I didn't want my friend taking the piss so i waited 1 week and went back to the restaurant by myself.  The waiter (now a good friend) showed me to a table, i asked him for a drink, sat down and started scanning the room for her.  She emerged out of the bar area and by luck it was her who was bringing my drink over.  She smiled as she came towards me and i started to fantasize about her a little bit, i imagined us living together, going for walks holding hands and then my daydreaming was interupted, as ice cold pepsi tipped all over me.  'oh my god, i so solly' she cried 'let me get a tissue for you'.  Even though my top and crotch were now freezing and soaking wet i didn't want to waste any time, so i just smiled and i asked her' would you like to go out sometime?' '   '....Go out?' she said back to me looking a bit puzzled.  I realised then that she wasn't a native speaker but i persisted 'yes' i said.  'hmmm.....OK' she said with a smile.  I couldn't believe my luck, i reached into my pocket to give her my number which i'd written down earlier.  'no, it's ok, i have paper here' she said tapping her waitress pad. I tried to explain to her slowly 'No, this paper here has my phone number on it, here' and i held it out to her.  She rolled her eyes at me and sighed, she took the paper out of my hand wrote her number down on the blank side and gave it back to me.  I was happy with that so i didn't bother clearing up the misunderstanding lol.  We had a little chat, then i went home with my treasured piece of paper promising to call her later.  I even tipped her £5 for pouring ice cold pepsi on me.

The Day I First Saw Her

Here in the uk you don't hear many romantic stories about when couples first meet each other, 99% of the time i hear 'we were both pissed up in a night club, went home and had a shag'.  This was also true in my case as all my previous partners had been from drunken encounters.  Of all the places it was a local chinese buffet where i first laid eyes on her, the feeling was so intense it was unbelievable, it was as if i was hit with a bag of bricks as i couldn't breathe, my tounge swelled up and i couldn't take my eyes off her.  She seemed like something out of a fairytale,  she was a dark haired asian beauty and everything about her was captivating.  She had a beautiful smile and seemed to be always smiling as if she didn't have a care in the world ( i later found out the reason she always smiles is because she's a bit simple minded).  Then a feeling came over me like a warm blanket and i realised instantly that i was in love with her, i know how crazy that sounds as even i never believed in love at first sight, but they say when you know you know and at that moment i knew, which made talking to her all the more difficult.  I would build up courage, walk up to her and want to ask her out, i thought it'd be best not to admit that i love her as this would most probably scare her into thinking im a stalker or somekind of psycho.  But everytime i got close to her the syptoms came back, i couldn't breathe, my palms were sweating, i tried my best to talk to her but all that ever came out was 'table for 1 please' or '1 takeaway please'. This went on for a perioid of about 5 months and every time i failed i felt like kicking myself for being unable to talk to her.  Note that i'm not a shy or nervous person by nature, this had never happened to me before and it was very frustrating.  Finally 1 day i got a wake up call when i showed up once again to try and talk to her when i noticed a note on the restaurant door 'closed down, sorry for any inconvenience caused'.  At this point i fell into a state of depression, because of my iniability to overcome my fears, i had lost her.