A Date is a Rare Fruit

The "date" has come and gone. My reflection on the night is.... hmph... I got to my friend's house before NTO* (she now has a nickname... which will be explained in a bit). I was surprisingly not nervous at all. Not for sure why. NTO* soon showed up and we were introduced to each other. My initial reaction was.... OK. Nothing spectacular, but that is what I expected. I was still looking forward to the night. We arrived at dinner with the friends. At dinner I got the first feelings of "this girl is not for me." I am a quiet guy but trying to have a conversation with her was difficult. I asked her questions but she seemed less than willing to be an active participant. Then the moment of "you just lost major points" came. After dinner we went to a bar with all sorts of games. We (NTO and myself) were playing my friends in a game of fuseball. I said something like, "we are going to win" and she said, "no we aren't." There it was, something hard for me to overlook. I am not a fan of a person's lack of confidence and have a hard time looking past it. I would still say the evening was a good experience. It was worth it. As with most things in life, I like the challenge of the experience. I can say I did it. I have a feeling she probably feels the same way about me as I do about her. So NTO* stands for Not The One. I hope I wont have to use the name again.
Still looking for Miss WONDER(ful)
Kevin
Note* Today is the first day of autumn. A reflective summer entry (with Summer 11 comments) will soon be coming.