112) Bumble Date

Bumble is an online dating phone app. (For further info, just google it.)

​Here goes my Bumble date story...

​In the Philippines, I get a successful match on my first arrival date on January 17. (My last date was a year and a half ago.)

(I am here until the 29th. Free hotel stay and food covered by my good friend’s Dad. Courtesy from his appreciation to me.)

My Bumble match and I exchanged messages to each other. Then, I set up a date with her.

My uncle insisted me to have her meet us at our hotel’s horizon on level 24, which serves an open cocktail bar and dinner daily from 5-7pm.

I told him, “That’s fine. Meet her a bit. Then, give us space.”

He said, “Ask her to tag a friend. I want a good conversation. I want some good company.”

(Side note: My Uncle is married to a loving, caring wife. Keep reading a bit further, and guess what Uncle will do.)

I answered, “Yes. That’s fine.”

​An hour later, my date and her friends (also her co-workers) met us at the Horizon. (She actually brought 2 friends with her.)

​My uncle was seated alone on a sofa facing across her friends. My date and I sat next to each other on our own sofa.

(Total of 3 sofas in a mini-lounge area. 3 sofas were positioned as a U-shape. Hopefully, you are able to picture that in your mind.)

​My uncle continued on talking about me in front of my date and her friends. (He was my wingman.)

My date and I had our privacy connecting with each other.

Then, my Uncle wanted to take a picture of me and date. Also, he wanted a group picture of us. I said, “I guess.” The girls did not seem to care anyway.

(After the date ended, I went on showing off the pictures taken from Uncle to a few of my friends. That excitement when I have not been on a date for a while. Also, my first ever date on Bumble.)

An hour later, they had to be at work. They were already running late. I walked them to the elevator. Then, we parted ways.

I went on date with my Bumble match tagged along with Uncle and her friends. This rarely happens. It was hilarious.

Say what you want. Game-changer or not. I do not really care anymore.

My older-self would be very analytical. I did not go for the kiss. I should have pulled her to my room. I was not able to execute. Therefore, I lost. She might not contact me anymore.

I was a pick-up artist.

(I was greedy. I kept going for the better girl. I do not prioritize picking up girls for one straight hour anymore. It would get into my head. I must pickup every girl I see. If I missed that opportunity, I lost. When I missed talking to one, I was too harsh on myself. I was not able to be my true-self. Now, I have freshened and managed my mind. I have the skills to pickup girls. It is in my blood. My good friend told me, “May the force be with you.”)

I am coming to a point now, where I only want to connect with a girl. After my bumble date, I enjoyed her presence. Sex is great, but it is not my championship goal, unlike before.

​Live in the moment.