OKC

I signed up in Feburary, 2008, but never really used the site until about May or so when my friends had gotten into it.. Since we talk about it all the time, I started to frequent the site to look for profiles, for boys to hang out with.

It's a really addictive site, because there are so many things to do on it... Taking quizes, looking at pictures, searching people, wooing boys, messaging peeps, flipping through profiles.

These are the boy stories. Not much, but I thought I'd share.

Boy M: Classical guitarist. Made me think of Stefan Keyser. Thought they may be a good match. There are only two boys who had ever played guitar for me, and he's one of them. He's a good ol' Classic American, but his drug history is really a big nono. Even tho it's history it's not history enough if you still talk about it like it's a chunk of your heart.

Boy F: I actually knew him because he was a friend of my ex-roommate's. And he came by our party one time. Well, I ran into him this one BART ride home from the city. It was one of the last trains to the East Bay. His eyes were red and his face was puffy, and it was obvious that he was crying. He said that he had a date that had gone bad. Yikes. Of course, when he messegaged me on OKC, I didn't talk to him, or reply back. Feeling guilty and super awkward, I was annoyed. It seemed like he wanted to talk about dating things. It seemed like I had to explain my situation. And then the conductor announced that someone had jumped infront of BART.

Boy L: I was at Sork Club in Oakland with my drinking buddy John. We were hopping around, and that was one of our end ups. Boy L was working the ticket booth with my former neighbor. I instantly recognized him, and he recognized me from OKC too. We had messaged a few times, and that was that. Well, it was an awkward situation again. I hate seeing people from OKC in chance encounters in real life. My anonimity is suddently broken, and I'm just not prepared to deal with the encounter..

I wanted to still have fun. And I didn't want to have a 'date' with this dude that night at that time. I remember talking to him and my ex-neighbor girl. I think I was super drunk. I tried to make out with her. She said that she doesn't play around but she still kissed me.

Well, it turns out that I ran into Boy L again this weekend at a temp gig. Yes, we recognized each other, but wasn't too awkward. Whew.

Boy S: He's not a boy at all. I talked to him on OKC. It seemed like he was extremely eager to talk to me, see me, what not. Warning sign. Went on a coffee date with him at 9 am in the morning. I told him 40 min. and that's it. We'll see how it goes. He said that he likes me a lot, likes what I do, yatta yatta. He looked like a boring guy, very clean, typical Berkeley hippy-yuppy. A guy to go rock-climbing with or go mushroom hunting with. He was really pushy, and wanted to hug me good bye, and tried to kiss me, amongst other things. Yuck. I freaked out, got mad, and told him, bye.

Boy D: So I was baby sitting in Russian Hill Saturday night. And he was on OKC. So I got to talk to him, and it turns out that he lived a couple of blocks from where I was. He really wanted to show me his landscape project that's near by, and convinced me to see it after work. This is at 1am, mind you. Yes, I'm stupid. And I regretted it as soon as I went over there. The little walk to his project, was... what ever. He couldn't stop talking about his business, and his work really didn't impress me. And he didn't look like his picture. It turns out, that my ex-co-worker Jenny had ran into him at a coffee shop, and is now doing a few gigs for him. He mentioned me, an architecture girl who's doing a lot of cow drawings, and Jenny figured out that that was me. Sigh.

Boy P: So this one, again, didn't look anything like his picture. We met at the Lake Merrit Bart, and walked around the lake. I was really turned off by the fact that he didn't dress up or anything. He had come straight from work, in his shabby atire. More over, it was during Ramadan, and he was fasting, so he was weak, and had stinky breath. Really gross, really not a good idea. We were walking around the lake, and sat at a bench, and he immediately put his arm around me and grabbed my hand. Scary! When I told Hin, he laughed and said that he's brave. This really wasn't fun.

Boy X: I decided that this OKC thing is not for me. Time to check my self out of this mess!