Erm, so I met this guy. Yes. Please roll your eyes. I’m rolling mine so you might as well join in the fun. The problem is that I don’t know if he likes me. I mean, he gave me his number. We’ve been talking on the phone. We spent pretty much a whole afternoon together yesterday and had both lunch and dinner. BUT I still don’t know if he likes me. sigh. As in I don’t know if he is hanging out with me because he’s lonely (he just moved to Chicago and doesn’t have many friends in the area), or if its because we are from the same part of the world (he’s Malaysian), or if its because he likes me. And then the other problem is that he’s a fellow. Which makes him sort of my boss. (Did I mention he’s only a month older than me?? ) Which makes this sort of potentially sketchy. But he’s funny. And kinda cute. And smart. And we all know what a sucker I am for the smart boys. And we can talk. I guess a part of it is because we are from the ‘same area’ which makes it easier to communicate. There’s common ground somewhere. ya know? sigh. Why do I always get myself into these situations??