With all the house hunting and final projects for this term going on at the same time, I was pretty pooped this week. Particularly yesterday - my flatmate and I spent an entire day walking around trying to find a decent flat. So, when we got home, she went to bed at around 10pm while I continued to browse online on the sofa. I fell asleep for a bit, only to be woken up by the sound of my MSN popping up at around…midnight. It was apparently my male friend whom I’ve made a report on based on Instant Openness (for a refresher of what happened back then, click here). So he and I got chatting online - I said how stressed out I was, and he talked about stuff. He mentioned that it seems I was in a “no mood” state of mind - and I told him that it’s going to last for about a month (with all that madness going on, I’m expecting it to turn out that way). So he said that he “want to go for a walk”. I was like "what the hell? At this hour??? (it was nearly 12:30 by then). And the convo went on, and before I knew it, I wasn’t sleepy anymore and said, “Okay, I’m in the mood to go for a walk and get a bit tipsy tonight - I need it.” Well, I have’t had alcohol in my system in a while… So we agreed to go meet at a park in 20 minutes (near 1am) and I said that I’ll bring the drinks.
I must be nuts…
So I sprayed the following before going out:
3 sprays Come Talk To Me (wrists/neck, chest, top of head)
3 sprays Instant Openness (CTTM)
2 sprays Instant Honesty (chest, top of head)
I purposely didn’t put on any “sexy pheros” or anything that would have me perceived differently because all I wanted to do was chat. Besides, I doubt his girlfriend would be happy if I made a move on him through phero influence (LOL).
So I tottered to the convenience store and got 3 cans of beer (Budweiser, TsingDao, Harbin), 3 bottles of orange juice (all different Chinese brands), and threw in 2 cones of ice cream. And I cabbed to the park - obviously he arrived before I did because he lives closer to the meeting point than I do, and there obviously aren’t any metros running at that hour.
He picked up the bag of drinks and was amazed at the amount of stuff I bought.
Him: “Waaaaah! You got so much!”
Me: “I got ice cream too! And I know you can’t take that much alcohol, so I also got some juice for you as well!” (He’s got a bit of an allergy reaction to alcohol - he goes red after 2 massive sips and his heart beats really fast. And I “look after” the guys I hang out with - in this case is making sure he doesn’t drink so much that I’ll need to carry him home/call his girlfriend.)
Him: “Aww…you think about me!”
Me: “Of course I do! I look after my boys!”
This went on and he selected a Budweiser and a chocolate cone while I had a Harbin and strawberry. On the way to look for a seat, he kept commenting how nice I smell. Obviously, I can’t really tell him what it is and simply dismissed it as a “secret and undisclosable perfume”. He sounded really determined to find out what perfume I actually use (and of course, he was smelling the neroli from the pheros, but I can’t tell him that!) We sat down for a bit and started talking about our days - and turned into issues of concern, like…how his relationship with his girlfriend goes, how my studies and house hunting was getting me down, how he wants to look for another job…man, we couldn’t stop talking and neither of us were sleepy. Of course, we giggled at the new Chinese swearwords I learned lately and how funny some people are, I thought it was a bonus talk because it was just 2 of us and his girlfriend was already fast asleep at his place.
But at 3am, all the lights in the park suddenly switched off! We were in a state of “what the hell?!” so obviously, we had to move. In the dark, he offered his arm for me to grab, so it kind of looked like we were boyfriend/girlfriend (ahem), and I was holding a can of beer in my other hand as we walked back onto the streets. It’s about 30 minute - 1 hour walk to my place, but somehow we just continued walking along the streets lined with shopping centres, still chatting and chatting. And at one point, he asked if I was heavy, and I told him that he wouldn’t be able to carry me for long. I was pretty high by then, but at the same time pretty willing to go for a bit of a piggy back ride so, before I knew it, I was onto his back and man…I really didn’t expect that to happen! He then had to put me down because I was kinda heavy (I know that, because every men who’s picked me up thought I was rather heavy despite my tiny frame). We were being really silly in the convos, but I’ve stopped holding his arm at that point. By then, we were really giggly and after I downed my second can of beer, I was starting to walk sideways, which is a sign that I was starting to get a bit drunk, and I told him that I needed his arm again. He responded to that with, “Maybe I’ll just hold you” and proceeded to put his arm around my waist (!!) to prop me up. Now that…I wasn’t that comfortable with because I knew what it would lead to if I didn’t put a cap on it and said, “Nah…I feel better actually holding onto something” and proceeded to continue grabbing his arm.
We reached my gate and we left it at that while he grabbed a cab home after a quick side hug (not a full on one, but it was still a hug on the side). We agreed to have a late dinner the next day (tonight!) because we wanted to organize some activity.
In the end? It was 4am when we reached the gates. I thought it was nuts.
Will update on what happens (if anything happens!) later. 
Lol…I seriously must be crazy…