I was wicked bummed, but felt like I made the right decision. Then last night it happened, I met a real Thai girl, who was pretty, nice, age-appropriate, and spoke English! I was relatively drunk, and her to a lesser degree, but the date went well. We just sat outside sipping drinks and chatting and getting on great. Then, yep, back to my room.
I mean, I really thought I was in like flint and the poon drought was finally over. We talked more in the room and it was pretty nice.... until we discussed our situations. Mine was fine, I'm single. She is single too.... but she went on her boyfriend. So I asked if she was really single because why else would she be talking about her boyfriend?
It turns out he died recently, and quite unexpectedly, from... well let's just say a medical condition. Then the sobbing and consoling started and went on and on and on. I knew at this point, I would not be getting the least bit laid. I mean, even if she offered at that point, with her long term bf recently deceased and her in this mourning, I just couldn't do it. Instead I fed her (and myself) some valium. The tears soon turned to sleep and I passed out soonafter. When I got up the this morning she had left. *sigh*
I didn't get contact info either. I might go look around and see if I bump into her tonight, but that's a longshot. It's too bad cuz I really thought I might have found a good match. But getting over the death a long-term significant other is something that takes time, and dating really shouldn't be in the cards for a good long while.
Just my shitty luck.
Well, I shouldn't say that. Her luck was a lot worse.