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Sunday, August 15, 2004

I love that i can be myself around him, and that we always have fun...no matter what. Its not such a big deal that he's prolly not interested in me romantically (though that would be nice...*sigh*) considering he has an apparent "special friend" - though i didn't know they were at that point. He can be such a flirt and I'm beginning to love that...mostly b/c I don't think it would work during the school year if anything were to happen b/w us. (not that it will)

I was at a party last night, a friend's 18th...definete blast, but i think i went to far considering the amount of alcohol I consummed. We were talking in the hot tub, and he brought up something interesting - that you still should have enough common sense to be faithful to someone you are dating/seeing, even if you have been drinking. And if you make out with someone else, maybe you aren't meant to be with your gf/bf. Anyway, he ended up drinking a bit (actually alot) too much, and puked (yummy eh?), then we ended up sharing a pillow and sleeping bag, b/c originally he wasn't going to be allowed to stay the night (long story). Maybe the hormones weren't totally in check at this point, because b4 i was totally supportive of his choice to be monogomus (spell much?), but i was very close to crossing the line into making out with him...its just been to long, and i'm suffering like crazy...anyway, didn't actually make out, but there were some pictures taken that would suggest otherwise. I'll leave it at that.

On a slightly different topic, but still last night...something is kinda freaking me out - some of the guys had brought pot and went to smoke up in fish creek. He and I and a couple other ppl were going to go meet the guys with it, and if they hadn't already come back by the time we were ready to leave I probably would have tried it, and that scares the hell out of me. Talk about inhibited judgement.

Overall though, it was one of the best weekends for drunken fun-ness, though i could have always gone for some lovin'...



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