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So, I got hit on last night.
I finally got to talk with my family and they inspired me to action. I went out at 9:45pm, alone, and realized in about ten minutes that this was not a good idea, so I headed home, and was a block away from the apartment when this dude stopped me and started asking me about myself. This naturally made me suspicious, and I questioned his motives. He acted all interested and harmless, so we talked. He asked me out. I agreed on the condition I could bring a friend. We exchanged phone numbers, and walked away.
In conclusion, I can't go because I can't find someone to go with me. This kinda stinks, the guy was cute and pretty nice (my instincts say he was nice, but probably a bit flaky). Even though this could have gone nowhere, I was still intruiged why someone would ask me out in the first place.
I have never been asked out before, and this is the second guy to express interest in me. The first one was in the library when I was 14, he was 20 (he backed off really hastily when he learned my age).
It is very interesting how I reacted both during and after the encounter. During it I was a bit suspicious, though perhaps you can't be too suspicious when a guy stops you on the street, and after I felt rather unsettled and confused. I don't attract attention from guys, this is a normal part of my life, and to have that upset in one conversation would upset anyone, I guess.
Now, I go shop and enjoy my last days here in Vienna.
Bye,
Greeny
I finally got to talk with my family and they inspired me to action. I went out at 9:45pm, alone, and realized in about ten minutes that this was not a good idea, so I headed home, and was a block away from the apartment when this dude stopped me and started asking me about myself. This naturally made me suspicious, and I questioned his motives. He acted all interested and harmless, so we talked. He asked me out. I agreed on the condition I could bring a friend. We exchanged phone numbers, and walked away.
In conclusion, I can't go because I can't find someone to go with me. This kinda stinks, the guy was cute and pretty nice (my instincts say he was nice, but probably a bit flaky). Even though this could have gone nowhere, I was still intruiged why someone would ask me out in the first place.
I have never been asked out before, and this is the second guy to express interest in me. The first one was in the library when I was 14, he was 20 (he backed off really hastily when he learned my age).
It is very interesting how I reacted both during and after the encounter. During it I was a bit suspicious, though perhaps you can't be too suspicious when a guy stops you on the street, and after I felt rather unsettled and confused. I don't attract attention from guys, this is a normal part of my life, and to have that upset in one conversation would upset anyone, I guess.
Now, I go shop and enjoy my last days here in Vienna.
Bye,
Greeny
