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How a Bad Date Turned Me into a Serial MILF Hunter

I asked a while ago if I could turn this blog into a personal one. Y’all said it was cool, but I never did anything with it until now.

I met this girl named Jenny. I was in the dorm living room getting a haircut from my barber when Jenny walked in to check on her cookies. She was a cute, small Thai girl with black hair. We asked her what she was doing and after some banter, I asked her how much she was charging for the cookies. She laughed and offered one for free as a token of friendship. Maybe it was the warm cookie, maybe it was the banter but I had a good feeling about her.

I ran into her a couple of days later while walking back to my dorm and noticed she was on my floor. She was as surprised as I was when we discovered that we basically lived across from each other. She said we should hang out sometime, and I told her, "Sure," so she asked for my phone number. We exchanged numbers and then went our separate ways. A few days later, I saw her again. She apologized for being busy but mentioned she was up for hanging out later in the week. That's when I broke the bad news. After I met her I got offered a house and would be moving soon. She was flabbergasted and asked when I would leave. I sheepishly mentioned, “Well, in two days, I will be gone.” To my surprise, she asked for my ADDRESS and said she would come over. I was flattered, gave her the addy and told her I would be busy with moving but afterwards we should be cool. Also note that we weren’t texting in the meantime. We just had each other’s numbers and that was that.

I moved and kinda forgot about her until I went in for another haircut and randomly saw her doing laundry. She later mentioned that she felt terrible seeing me then because she was in her "I’m not seeing anyone" outfit and said she felt ugly. I thought she still looked great and I talked to her. We hadn’t seen each other for a couple of months, and I mentioned it was good to see her and a shame we never really got to hang out. She said she was still up for it since the summer break had started and she had more time. So we set up a date at my place. I would make dinner, and she would bring dessert. I also proposed picking her up in my car, which in hindsight is a crazy ask. Think about it, you're going to a guy’s house, someone you barely talked to. He’s going to pick you up, meaning you have no way of getting home if you want to, and you don’t know where you are to begin with. Crazy. But we were both oblivious so I picked her up in the car, went home and made some Korean food which she liked.

When it came to picking a movie, she mentioned that she loved Disney movies. I was down to watch whatever Disney movie because how bad can a Disney movie be until she mentioned she adored *The Descendants*… If you just went, "I don’t know what that is, and I saw all the Disney movies," I would say the same. The movie is from 2015, featuring some Disney XD actors in a musical. It’s at this point I gotta to mention that she’s 19 and I’m 24. Which doesn’t seem like much, but man… When your favorite movie is from 2015, I feel old AF.

After the movie and food, we just kinda talked about whatever. I also noticed that if I didn’t keep the conversation going, we’d just sit in silence. Like, she would respond to what I was saying and also add her own story, but if I waited for her to start talking, I would keep waiting. It wasn’t too bad since I’m a certified yapper and can just keep going but after some time it did start to bother me.

During dinner, I asked her what she would like to drink, and she saw the two soju bottles I had and picked those. But then she asked if it was okay for me to drink and drive her home… Mind you, I’m 220 lb and 6'3". A single bottle of soju isn’t going to do shit. I need like three back to back before it even starts to tickle my brain. I assured her I would bring her home safely, and we started playing a drinking game. Now, halfway through her bottle, she mentioned that if she took another sip she would probably puke. I don’t know if she was nervous or what, but indeed she had that classic Asian redness in her face and was clearly drunk. Again now she is in some dude's house, with no way of getting home, AND she is shitfaced drunk. On one hand I am happy she felt safe and comfortable enough to act this way around me. On the other hand, that isn’t a smart thing to do. She mentioned later that her phone was blowing up because her friend was keeping tabs on her. I’m glad she has good friends but still.

So we sat on the couch with me stone cold sober and her drunk until she said, “Okay, I want to go home now.” And I was like, “Alrighty then.” We walked to the car (like a 5 min walk), and she went ahead and said, “I am so drunk I probably won’t remember anything after this point.” I didn’t know what to say to that. I put her arm around mine, and she leaned up against me as we walked back. I brought her home safely and hugged her goodbye. At the time, I thought it was a great date. Some dinner, a movie that was kinda slop but the good kind slop, some drinks, and a story to tell. But the more I looked back, the more red flags popped up. I started wondering whether the age gap was too big.

Later I posted a vlog on insta which she complimented. I thanked her and asked if she was up to make a mini vlog together. And so the second date was set. Only not really. I proposed going to the arcade and eat something afterward. But two days before the date, she mentioned she wanted to go to the movies instead. Now, I love movies. I’m a certified Letterboxd user, okay? But man, do I hate movies as a date. You’re sitting in the dark for two hours watching something else. So instead of getting to know each other, you’re watching Timothée Chalamet attempt getting his first Oscar for the billionth time. It’s silly. I don’t like them at all. So I said to her, “Yeah, I would love to go to the movies; let's do it.” I know okay I know. She picked *It Ends with Us*, and not gonna lie, I was just admiring Blake Lively for the better part of two hours. I usually don’t look up movies before seeing them, but I checked the reviews of this movie, and... they were not high. But she picked the movie, and I figured at least she would have a fun time.

Until halfway through the movie, she goes, “This movie is boring.” *Insert internal screaming.* So I told her I agreed and that we could just dip and get some food. But then they started fist fighting in the movie, and she said, “Nah, it's good.” So I sat through the movie (wasn’t that bad tbh), but I wasn’t invested at all. I asked her how many times she had been to the movies. She then mentioned she hadn’t been since she moved from Thailand… WHICH BEGS THE QUESTION, WHY ARE WE IN THE MOVIES RIGHT NOW??? I thought she must love going to the movies or watching them, but now I am two mid movies in for no reason.

Afterwards we walked to the mall to get food, but when we got there, I asked, “So, what are you feeling?” and she goes, “Oh, I’m not hungry, I had some popcorn remember.” She was referring to the popcorn I bought, of which she ate maybe 10% before we threw it in the trash. So now we are seated in this mall with just me being hungry because we basically skipped dinner to watch the movie right after work. And she says she’s not hungry... so I got some Chinese sharing platter, but she only took one or two snacks, and the rest was for me. Sadly it was too much even for my big ass and we left.

She mentioned we could walk home in the cool summer evening. So we talked some more but since dinner the same thing happened as last time. I was talking and asking her questions, but she never really asked me anything in return besides the “and you?” pingpongs. So at some point, I thought, “Maybe I am just talking too much. Maybe she wants to just enjoy her evening, and here is this guy yapping with no end in sight.” So after some back and forth, I stopped talking and just enjoyed the night air and her company. This went on for like a minute or two until she asked, “Do you feel awkward walking in silence?” I told her I didn’t mind the silence and asked her what about her, and she goes, “Yeah, I feel awkward walking in silence.” *MORE INTERNAL SCREAMING.*

IF YOU DON’T LIKE THE SILENCE, THEN JUST GO AHEAD AND SAY SOMETHING??? It’s at this point I knew this wasn’t going anywhere. I even asked her if she wanted to talk about a certain subject or if she had any questions for me but she replied with a simple, “No, not really.” I mean, come on. So you don’t have anything to say but also don’t like walking in silence…how does that even work? So, I started talking about the reason why I won't ever do shots again, and she told me about her drunkest story ever. We got to her house. Finally. And we hugged goodbye. I’m not planning on ever seeing her again after this date because, sheesh.

So, I tried, guys. I really did. I tried dating girls within my age range, but I can’t do this. I’m going back to my MILF hunting habits, but that’s a story for another time.Was I in the wrong here? Did I do something I shouldn’t have done, or was it just her? I don’t know, do let me know.  

Buon compleanno Cristiana ❤️

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