What's with Elevators with Mirror Walls?

Yesterday morning, as I was waiting at the elevator lobby (by the way, there was a cute guy there--hehe), two elevators opened at almost the same time. The first to open was the service elevator. All of us would have been accommodated. But this girl who was with the cute guy wanted to use the other elevator. When the cute guy asked why she doesn't want to ride the service elevator, all she said was: "Walang salamin diyan! (There's no mirror there!)" And then I told myself, "This girl is too choosy for wanting an elevator with mirror walls. And because of that, I was not able to ride the elevator with the cute guy! Hmp! (I was already inside the service elevator when I learned that they would use the other one. LOL)" What's so important with being in an elevator with mirror walls? It freaks me out because I feel so exposed (Haha, feeling...). Later that day, I found a good reason to want to ride an elevator with mirrors. Wanna know why?

As my colleagues and I went to the 4th level parking to buy lunch, I stayed near the elevator control panel. Then as the elevator stopped and opened by a floor, two cute guys came in. And they went straight to a corner where I can see their reflections from where I was. Oh, it was such a lovely sight. I had a good look at one of them, and he was my kind of guy: skinhead, fair-skinned, and so masculine. Haha. His pink shirt added to his good looks. While I had no idea whether or not he is gay (although he also glanced at me for a few times), at least I was able to savor every moment that I was looking at him through the elevator's mirror walls.

P.S.
Remember the first cute guy I mentioned at the beginning of this post? I saw him again this morning and we rode the same elevator. He went off at the 9th floor. Hmm... now I know. Problem is, I don't have the courage to tell him I like him in case I see him again. And I couldn't tell if he's gay or straight. (sigh)

Hottie Spotting on Friday Noon

Yup, I passed by the 5th floor canteen this noon to buy my lunch and I saw this one chinito guy, who works out at the gym too, having his lunch. It's been a long time since I last saw him at the gym and at the building's canteen. I kinda missed him, but I liked him more when he wore his eyeglasses. Nakakatunaw! Hehe.

Hottie Spotting

One thing that I like about going to the canteen at the 5th floor of our building during lunch is that I get to see my crushes! Haha, there are a few cute guys there buying lunch. Just a while ago, I saw one of my crushes. He really is cute with his eyeglasses, skinhead, and just the right physique. I wonder what his name is. He even went to the takeout counter, behind me. (Gosh, I don't know how to contain my joy!) I wanted to kiss him on the lips (which looks really kissable)! Haha... Anyhow, gotta get back to work. Lunch break is almost over. Tata!

Mr. Hottie Part 2

After an eight-day hiatus from the gym (thanks to being sick last week among other reasons), I returned last night. So I went to the locker room, then after changing clothes, I went on my way to the front desk to surrender my valuables for safekeeping. On my way out of the workout area, guess who I saw. Mr. Hottie again! (See related post here.) This time however, he was wearing a loose gray shirt and still the red shorts. But his face was still as angelic and hot like the first time I saw him. He also noticed that I was there, I guess. But then, that's all. I never really had the chance to do what DATS advised--to be the one to say, "Bro, pa-alternate." I really like him, but then I do not have any gaydar, or I don't know how to use mine if ever I have one, so I won't know if he is one of us. And I would not be bold enough to give him even the slightest hint that I like him. So what can I do? Maybe I should just stay on the side and pray that he ask me out.

Boy Watching

I attended my sister's graduation last Saturday at the Philippine International Convention Center. There were so many cute guys there. There was this one guy who was really smiling--not at me sad to say--while the crowd was busy taking pictures after the graduation. He had a cute smile and a really handsome face. Then while we were waiting for the car outside PICC, this graduate passed by. Tall, handsome, chinito, and really hot! God, I wish I could shout how much I admired them! And how I wish that one of them is my boyfriend. Haha.

Missed Opportunity and More...

I was at the gym last Saturday when this guy, a real headturner, stepped in. He was perfect. The face, the chest, the back, the biceps, the waist, the butt, everything! I could not help but gaze at him. And he was wearing sando and shorts, which made him even hotter! When I finished my routine on the Smiths, he suddenly talked to me and said in Filipino, "Bro, pa-alternate ha?" (Bro, let's use this alternately.) What happened next?

My mind was dead set on completing my other routines that time, which included using the inclined bench that I used on the Smiths. So I said, "Gagamitin ko kasi sana yung bench." (I'm about to use the bench.) I already said that when I realized that this hottie talked to me! And his voice was really sweet! Masculine but sweet! I did not want the opportunity to pass, but it seems it already had. I told him he may use it and we can use it alternately, but he said nevermind since he will just use the other machine.

That really hit me. I hated myself for that. I mean I do not even know if he is gay or bisexual. He's a real hottie and he seems straight but I still wanted to be friends with him. Using the bench alternately and having a few chit-chats could give a little help. Especially since he was the one who approached me. But then, the stupid me, I let it pass by. I really hated myself for that.

But what I hated more was that I did not realize that I was mumbling and thinking aloud about my regret for letting the opportunity to talk to him pass while I was returning the plates! I really think he heard me mumbling. Now what?! He would get the idea that I like him, that I was gay. And when I was finishing my other routines, he caught me taking a glance at him. I don't know what I felt that time. I just hope that he would keep things to himself. And if he is gay or bisexual, I hope he would ask me out. He really is one hot guy!