DATE WITH A MODEL


Due to popular demand, here's a short recap on what happened on my date with Ariel.

Most of the girls I date or my girlfriends somehow usually turn out to become good friends with me regardless of the outcome. I'd rather not think of any date as a bad experience but a learning experience for future prospects. But most importantly, I love meeting new people. I haven't been on a date for nearly two months so I was a little bit rusty about getting back into the game. I couldn't stop thinking whether my style was still suitable for today's standards.

She actually responded to one of the personal ads I had up posted up on LoveAOL. Said she had a thing for Asians... So go figure why she chose me. First night I started talking to her I just decided to ask her out. So basically this was going to be a blind date. I've been on a ton of blind dates before so this wasn't new to me.

My first impression is that she was absolutely beautiful, but that didn't really impress me. When I think about it, a lot of the girls I've dated are physically pretty in their own little ways. I've dated models to singers to self-proclaimed divas. Lately I've been looking for something deeper. And when I really think about it most of the girls I really liked or loved was because of their personality and not their looks.

We started the day by me picking her up at her house at around 12:00 noon. Of course it took me forever to get there because I got lost and I'd never been to that part of Los Angeles. I got there about 20 minutes early and had brought with me a single rose. I gave her a big ol hug because that's what I do when I first meet someone. Hugs are the best. I met her mom briefly and then we were on our way. But of course anyone who knows me knows that I always take pictures wherever I go. So we took a couple of pictures outside her house and for a model, she was really camera shy.

We first stopped by Starbucks because she had told me before on the phone that that was her favorite hang-out place. We order some frappaccino and chatted for a while. Then we went to Fridays for lunch and chatted some more. One noticeable thing was this girl can eat and burp! Man I felt so embarrassed not so much that she did it but because I couldn't match her skills. What we had planned next was to go to the Santa Monica beach. I've never been there so I thought it'd be a good experience. Of course if I had my choice of beaches I'd have to say that my fave would be Oceanside but that was like two and a half hours away from her house... not including traffic.

So we walk around the Promenade at Santa Monica for a couple of hours. Now I'm thinking to myself if I should try to hold her hand because I never do that on a first date. It's just not my style. So I decide to hold back on it. We visit a lot of the stores and just goof around. See some of the street performers on the streets do their thang. I tried to lag behind a couple of times so I could check out her booty because she had worn her special tan pants just for me. The funny thing was that she let me do it.

We then went to the nearby mall and hung out in there for a while. Went to a couple of stores and goofed around a little bit more. She tried our some clothes and I couldn't help but let out a conspicuously obvious "DAMN!" every now and then. It was getting to be pretty cold and cloudy that we decided not to go to the actual beach. So we went to dinner. Of course I had to take her out to one of my favorite restaurants... Claim Jumpers.

Things got funny at dinner cuz she thought everything was expensive. She was gonna go for just the Soft Pretzel which cost like $2.60 and I wasn't about to let that happen. She was somewhat hinting at the Ribs but couldn't tell me straight up that she wanted them. So then she gave me the option to order dinner for her and whatever my judgment was gonna be fine with her and that she trusted me. That actually felt good that she had said that. So I order her the ribs and then I ordered a soft pretzel and she thought that was my order, but really it was for her to take home because she was so intent on getting that. And I ordered some noodle meal that I've never had before which totally sucked. Basically we just talked and ate.

Afterwards we were supposed to go watch a movie but it was already too late so I took her home to go change and drop off some stuff. I got to hang out with her parents for a couple of minutes. When she came back out she totally looked like a European model with a white skirt and black shirt and black boots that like went up to her knee. We actually matched for some reason because I was wearing white pants and a black shirt. She gave me her model calling card and was kind enough to sign it. So it was around 10:30 PM so we decided to go hang out and talk one last time at the place where we began... Starbucks. But not just any Starbucks but the one she hanged out at.

We drank and talked at Starbucks. Of course I had to have my mocha frappaccino. And it was getting close to her curfew so I took her home around 11:45. And this is where it gets a little bit awkward. For as long as I know I've never kissed on a first date. And I haven't kissed a girl for like a couple of months and its not like riding a bike... you forget how to do it and what you're style is. And for some reason I always sell myself short and I figured that I probably won't be going out with this girl again because sparks didn't really fly. So I went for it and kissed her... but those details will be left private. I walked her to her door and gave her a hug and a tiny good night kiss. And that's the end...

I had a good time and it was so much fun to spend a day with someone and get to know them better. Of course Ariel remember that you promised me that you'd be there for my CD release so I expect you to be there :-)


 

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RECAP 2004


Over the years, I've lost contact with Ariel.

When I first wrote this, it was when my site was struggling to hook site visitors. My graphics were definitely not at a caliber to impress anyone just yet, so I walked a thin line with my content. I needed something that would spark interest and keep them coming for more. And what gets more attention than someone else's own business. I wrote about my numerous encounters with the fair sex and each time they came back for more.

What I didn't realize back then is that one day this would catch up to me. The deeper I go with TekRebel Designs, the harder it is to change back to what I used to be. Now I write with passion and emotion, a weakness I know will get the best of me some day.

 

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