What Happens in Vegas Part 1

For some reason, people think that since you are in Vegas, it's alright to do stupid things. I meant, get drunk, gamble, flirt with strangers, pick-up some girls, etc. There's something about this city that makes you feel it is a norm and justifiable to do things that you don't usually do. Well, it's not called sin city for nothing.

I really had fun in Vegas. And I do mean F-U-N that I didn't want to leave and go back to Phoenix. Haha. I think it was a good decision that I stayed in a hotel rather than stay at the special friend's house. At least I got to spend quality "alone time" with him and find out who he really is.

As opposed to what most people think about me, I am very easy to please. I find joy in the simplest of things and random gestures of kindness from other people. Before I came to Vegas, the special friend and I have been talking about some plans on what to do when I get there. I mentioned one time that I wanted to bring home taho (yes! TAHO!) from Chowking (yeah, we dont have chowking here in phoenix! Pathetic!) because I am so craving for taho. When I was just getting off the plane after it landed Vegas, the special friend called me and told me that he's already waiting at the baggage claim area. I didn't believe him. But when I saw him waiting at the baggage area, I was impressed. Gee! I guess he was excited to see me that he was already there even before my scheduled arrival time. Haha. Anyway, when I got inside his car, a cup of hot taho was waiting for me on the passenger seat. Awwww... it melted my heart. Babaw! Haha.

I have always believed in seizing the day and just being vocal about what I feel especially telling those special people to me how much I love them and care for them. This time, for some unknown reason, I held back. I wanted to tell him that I am falling for him but I did not. I got scared. When he started a conversation about what recently happened to us... the intimacy and stuff, I was the one who changed the topic and told him, let's not talk about it. That was not so me! hayyyy... Am I scared of falling in love now? Of commitment? Of getting tied down? Of getting hurt again? I don't know. I am confused. Hayyyy....