Info Systems Romance

I'm writing a business report with this guy from my tute. I've known him since last semester but never really thought of him as cute. For me, he's just a typical guy from uni who you get to work with just to pass the course.

Sitting next to each other at the beginning of semester, he turned to me and asked me if I wanted to do the business report with him. I shrugged. Why not? Might as well.

So we've been hanging out together once a week for six weeks to do our business report together.

I remember a month ago when I first started wearing my contacts that he mentioned how cute my contacts were. Me being ditzy and not paying too much attention thought I heard him wrong so I just ignored it. I didn't even say thank you cos it would be embarassing to say thanks when you don't really know what you're saying thank you for.

Anyway, I had a good laugh with B about that.

Yesterday was our last meeting. We finalised everything and finally managed to finish it on time. It took us longer to finish it as we were laughing and just full-on flirting. Whoa. Hold up, Nikki. What's going on?

I don't know what's happening. All I know is that yesterday was fun and refreshing. He's smart and funny and very articulate. But I don't find him attractive. But why couldn't I stop flirting?

We started talking about cars and how girly it is to drive automatic.

We starting joking around about how I just look 18.

I was teasing him how he's so old and still at uni. He's 25 turning 26. But he doesn't seem to mind.

And of course the occasional touching.

I read somewhere that the arm part is the neutral place to touch a person. If it's on the face or thigh, then it gives out a different signal.

He started touching me on my arm. Then started counting my fingers. For some reason we got to talk about nails.

Then my cheek.

The weird thing is, he knew about my obsessive crush on German Guy.

We finished the report but we're still talking over the phone. We're making plans to watching Star Wars III together and making plans to go to dinner.

What is up?

I'm not liking this. I'm not liking this one bit.

Heads Up

Tomorrow's the day. I'll get to see Muay Boy as an engaged person.For some reason, I don't feel anything. It still feels unreal. I can't see that it'll actually happen.

Plus: I think I get to be one of the bridesmaids. Not good.

Not. Good. At. All.