Filipino Royalty

I'd better write about this before I forget. ^_^"

On Saturday, Marla and I went to Vallejo for a Sonoma County Filipino Community event where her mom was receiving a award for charity fundraising. It was pretty cool. Good food. Swell '50s music. And a bunch of ceremonial stuff. All-in-all, I'd say that it was a pretty awesome experience. ^_^"

There was one "hitch", however. Well, it wasn't really a "hitch", but just... a bit unusual. Haha. Toward the end of the ceremony, this one guy approached me and started trying to make conversation. It started off all good at first, or so I thought. In the beginning, the dude just made idle conversation. But, eventually, he asked me if Marla and I were, you know, together, and I was, like, "Nooooo." Haha. But the guy kept pushing.

He was, like, "You know, you guys should go out." My reaction was pretty much o_O, but he was all, "I built a shield around myself in H.S., but you. You shouldn't. You should hit that."(paraphrasing) The expression on my face was now probably °o°!!?!?!?!?!?!

I tried to be nice and all, as awkward as this situation was, but he just just pulled up a chair and kept going! "You don't feel anything for her?!" Then when Marla got back to the table, he started pressing her! "Hey. Look at this guy in the eyes for 20 seconds and tell me you don't feel something."

Marla: o_0 ??!  I can't read minds, but I could tell what Marla was thinking: « W...T...F?!?!?! »  Both of us tried to change the subject and talk about other things, but he just kept at it. (Marla even tried explaining what I couldn't put into words earlier, that we were like siblings, a concept which he just could not understand.)

When Marla left again, he started inviting girls from the other table to try and get them involved in the conversation! Then, he told me that the key to being good with girls is to be able to start and hold a conversation. Then he was like, "K. Watch."

At this point, my face was in my palm, but he proceeded anyway. When Marla returned, he totally tried hitting on her! He was, like, "So, where'd you go to school? Where do you work? Do you like your job? Yada yada yada."

I can't say that I was angry or anything. If anything, I felt bad for the guy. It actually seemed like he wanted to have some legitimate interaction but was just approaching it the wrong way. He talked about how he dropped out of high school and then returned later to finish. That he had problems with girls all his life and friends after high school. Or something to that effect.

What was more weird was that he didn't want to talk about anything specific regarding him. He mostly asked us (actually Marla, but she involved me) questions about our lives, but didn't want to divulge any information about where he lived and whatnot. Pretty odd.

At any rate, that pretty much ended that day. We met him one more time before we left, and then totally tried to figure out what just happened for the rest of the way home. Haha.

I still think the guy was pretty chill. If only he could read our faces (or words, haha) better and talk/(even better)think about something else, maybe things would have been cool. ^_^""

-amanisdude