Nope

K. I go out on a date on Thursday, right? Well, let's just say that it was more than i expected, but turned into a complete nightmare by the end. This guy named Armindo, who i must say is incredibly nice, asked me out to dinner on thursday around 5pm. We go out to eat around 8, yeah? He took me to this place called Let's Sea. It was a beautiful restaurant facing the beach and the ocean. (SO BEAUTIFUL) Well, we're eating and talking, talking and eating. Finally, we decide to leave and make our way back to housing. Once we get to V.I.P., my friend Christine comes up and starts talking to us. Well, we all head to the elevator and he definitely did NOT press his floor. i'm thinking to myself, "oh great. Now i have to be a host". Well, we make it to my room and i put on my music so it's blasting hella loud. We talk, sit, chill, look through my music. Something must've gotten into him 'cause he just got up and started kissing me. At this point i pull back a lil' bit. Does he stop? Nope. "alrighty... not good", I say to myself. time to change positions here. I get up and go to get some pringles. "want some?". He says no and i start playing solitaire. There was a party on the floor below me, so i asked him if he wanted to go down there. We proceed down the steps and into a room full of smoke. We go into the bedroom and everyone's chillin' out, eatin' barbeque. I go into another room and he follows. I go into the dance room...He follows. I go BACK into the bedroom. HE FOLLOWS. WTF????? OH HELL NO. Go converse with other people, PLEASE. That's all i could think to myself. SHIt. HE started stroking my arm and that's when i knew it was time for me to make my exit. I told everyone i had to go to my room to get my flip flops. I go up to my room, make a bowl of cereal, and make my way to my friend Gabby's room on the sixteenth floor. LOL. Dude, I had to get out of there. It was too much after a while. I had to do something. Well, I went back to the party about 2 hours later and he was definitely gone. THANK GOD. All up in my grill is NOt FAvOred..... Next day i see him and make up a story on how i came back not too long after i got my flip flops and he was gone. I thought he would get the hint. NOPE. Two nights later, everyone hits up the club Style and, well, he was there as well. He follows me everywhere i start trying to dance. Im like, "shit shit shit". (in my head of course) I decide to just switch my location with my friend Matt. Did that help? Nope. Finally, i decide to dance on the stage. Did that help? Nope. I just couldn't lose 'em. Ah well. I still had a good time there, though. Finally, the club closes and everyone walks over to the restaurant facing the club. Guess who i see there? Sugam, the nepalese dude I went on a date with last month. Did i have ne thing to say to him? Nope, not really. but he insisted on talking to me about stupid bullshit that i had no interest in hearing. But did i stand there and listen til he was finished? Yep. I shouldn't've. I should've just kept walking. Ah well. His ass got in a fight a little l8er so i guess i don't feel so bad about the whole situation. Moving on..... He comes ARMINDO again. I'm sitting, chillin, talkin to my friends and here he comes with ol' dude from Bangladesh and sits down. And what does he do then? Starts stroking my arm.... AGAIN. seriously, and in all honesty, all i could do was close my eyes and grit my teeth. I really did not want to embarass him in front of everyone, nor be mean so i just let it go. Not only that, but someone wanted to change seats with me so i gladly moved. Shit, man. I feel so bad about the situation, but what else am i supposed to do. I've decided.... No more dates for me, No more. Have i run into someone whose chill enuff, whose honest enuff, whose on the same level with me as far as what i want? Nope. Until then, i'm keeping me and mine to myself. The last thing i need is someone following up until I leave Thailand. Know what I mean? Yep. I knew u would........