Mei&J-A Good Student's Dating Diary

Jan,19,2013 13:47
Being a big fan of Q&A, luckily I had a fun night of it.

The dilemma is that now I am in this unbelievably interesting lesson of marketing analysis and performance supervision, while I am attached away of each single sentence we’ve talked last night and the last good night kiss.

I was trying to use self-control to get myself back into track, but it seemed that it does not work well in this case; I tried to get involved in the class discussion, and it again seemed that I was so much easier skipping off to the corner of the Captain bar, with an amazing view looking into the bund, emphasized several times as“ my favorite bar in Shanghai”, where we talked for a full 2 hours last night.

So now the class is moving into the section of customer segmentation of the analysis. And the 2 ways are profiling & penetration analysis and response model! Maybe I can try to put it into a quick practice with this dating-J case using the first model.

Well, let’s take a short review with this guy running in my head and then back to the déjà vu where actually I am right now. I loved that good night kiss, tasty and combining perfectly with my tongue and teeth. The lovely surprising part is that, it was Mei who offered to give a good night kiss, with a prompt idea of probably kissing in the forehead or on the cheek of the gentleman of the night. The swift soft tongue into my mouth allowed me no time to react except taking it naturally and kissing it back without being able to reject, though it was a short one.

Rolling the tape back even earlier in the House of Blues and Jazz, I still can recall touching his little soft belly and couldn’t help laughing his floundering. We ganbei-ed with my warm purified water and his beer, which we both gave the diplomatic recognition later as actually the real reason for the lovely belly.

Oh where am I right now? Isn’t this the House of Blues and Jazz? He is leading me to dance with my “disabled knees” and the not so right for dancing song.

We moved a little anyway. And as usual with some guys checking on me, and one of the French guy as I guessed, whispered to his girlfriend, my surmise as well, pointing to my lovely elegant and also a little dumb-looking furry boots.( Also with a white sexy half-transparent top and a tight-fitted skirt, in a knitted winter version.) They perceived my notice as well and saluted to me with a friendly big smile. I liked the little sweet couple moment.

My patient’s knees soon brought me and J back on seat. It was a little short and fun rendezvous without even seeing the girl I would like to say hello in passing and not even a usual dance to please my peppy body.

The Albert Einstein theory applied in the earlier 2 hours with the magic elevator taking us to the 4th floor of captain bar crossing the street of the House of Blues and Jazz, as I mentioned earlier, but I cannot resist recalling it again, with him leaning against the elevator with a full body vintage sea poster decorated wall, and telling me this is his favorite elevator in shanghai, in a romantic, genuine and absorbed way.

There was one moment I loved it when we were about to leave after the Q&A. He stood up and waited for me to put on my coat .(I am not sure of myself whether more a British gentlemen kind of lady or this casual DIY spirit American style. I would enjoy it more if he at least tried to help me to get dressed, or maybe even just offered to say it.) And when I was ready, he stepped forward with his head moving to the direction of the door and said to me, lets go. For a commander girl once in a while or maybe most of the time, it made me feel ease in mind when there was another masculine creature out there to tell me that you are with me, I know where we are going. This is subtle and intoxicating.

So what did we really talk during the mass-energy equivalence formula experimentation? Obviously he was a good questioner and I guess I loved being questioned. If carding them all, I believe I would end up finishing it in the end of the class without any intake about marketing analysis and customer performance supervision.( Look at this long and unadorable name, how can it compete staying in my head with the cuter American speaking fluent Chinese and knows Xiang fan is a city of Hubei Province where I am from,not a local dish, which is even out of the knowledge of most native Chinese!).

With just a little kindly reminding of being a good student as I am always, I am not that far from going back to the track. Oh, a class break. Perfect timing Mei! And now we just have the last session of the day lesson to go. You are never this close from graduating summa cum laude soon with writing this during the last lesson under the eyes of the Yell doctorate professor Dr. PI spluttering. Good day.

To be continued.