MYDLSECRETS

"Passageway to an Uproar"

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exo2moons:

HOMG SEHUN!
“Have you had your first kiss? When will you have it?”
Answer: NO 
LOL

WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO.
NO AS IN YOU DIDN’T OR NO AS IN YOU WON’T OR NO AS IN LUHAN
EXPLAIN

touche.
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Squirrelly…

I feel squirrelly. Cafe Boy showed up at work today, even though he usually doesn’t come in during the week. He was in plainclothes, and can I say that he is cute all all hell in his normal clothes. He was wearing these pants with the suspenders hanging off the back. 

It completely pisses me off that he’s completely off-grid. No Facebook. No Tumblr. No nothing. Though in retrospect, this is definitely a good thing because Facebook always ends my attraction. I’ve never boned anyone I’ve been friends with on FB before dating.

I fully checked him out in front of his mom, his sister and all of the public. I wonder how long it will take for anyone else in his family to catch on to this.

He made another effort to talk to me, but I awkwarded my way out of it. I was without make-up in my work clothes (it has not been a good week for me). Also I can’t flirt in front of family. Game-killer.

Okay, Annie. You were right. He’s down.

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NO PHONE, NO SUCCESS.

i will not consider mission cafe boy a success until he initiates digital contact. i maintain that he is flattered, but not necessary down.

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Developments…?

So…no calls. No texts…

But he’s been very happy. I would be too if a super fine chick came up and just handed over her number replete with a cartoon of a stupid worried cat hanging from balloons

so then Saturday, I had to go in to pick up a cake for my Japanese class celebrating my moving to JAPAN. and he was SO cheerful. it was off putting seeing as how i was expecting the most awkward silence ever. 

like:

but instead, he tells me about his day off. he’s adorable. he went to a cafe, had four espresso drinks and didn’t go to sleep that night. he’s obsessed with coffee. it’s fantastic. i told him about how i wrecked my car this week. and how i’m completely frazzled. so then he makes me this:

and then today, i was becoming genuinely embarrassed because i’m over there WAY too much. i took a student over to practice counting money. i went on a coffee run. i ate lunch there. it’s weird. i’m weird. i declared a moratorium on cafe activities seeing as i was hovering like a complete creeper.

but then i went over on an hour off to do my japanese hw (because i’m a creeper). and he came out to talk to me! monumental! he has never come and started a conversation with me. he’s also REALLY adorable. it was really hard for him to think of things to say. he squirmed. i blushed like a teenage girl. he’s graduating from college in december, and he has to figure out how to get a visa to stay in the country. he asked about what i studied. i told him about how i was moving. 

..but no calls. no texts.

patience is such a drag.

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Me: I am going to the gym tomorrow at 5:30am to burn off the sting of rejection…

My student: No! No one can reject kitties!

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recap time.

bignastywoohyun:

mydlsecrets:

it was a picture of a cat hanging from a bunch of balloons. and in the balloons, it read, “want to hang out?”

OMG WTF DID I DO.

OMG WAIT DID YOU GIVE HIM A CHANCE TO RESPOND EVEN WHAT HAPPENED?

so no. i had this note that i had made for like 3 days, before i sacked up and gave it to him.

he was kind of laughing at me because i had downed a latte to try to counteract a really bad hangover, and i was batshit spastaztic. none of them had ever seen me drink a latte. i can’t have caffeine. it’s like jet fuel.

i definitely folded the note into an impossibly small rectangle, pushed it across the counter towards him saying, “so…this is for you…please don’t open it until after i leave”, paid and RAN. well, walked…and then ran. 

because i am a 13 year old girl in a grown-ass woman’s body. 

he works weekends, so i avoided going to the cafe for the rest of the weekend. to make me look less like a complete stalker.

his mom definitely noticed. she asked me today why i didn’t come in on sunday. he DEFINITELY didn’t tell his family, which is AWESOME because it means that they still like me.

i have not seen him since. i have not spoken to him. the next feasible time i will see him is this saturday when i have work. 

i am currently going through the five stages of mourning. i’m at anger but can feasibly see myself entering reckoning in the nearby future.

(via ohsehung)

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Permalink a fucking god, i tell you.
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um. so i definitely drew a nerdy little note with my number on it and gave it to the cafe boy…and of course received nothing back. asdflgh…my motherfucking life.

it was a picture of a cat hanging from a bunch of balloons. and in the balloons, it read, “want to hang out?”

OMG WTF DID I DO.