1:00am
Hey Chels,
Wow, I suck at keeping this nb so far. I've just been so crazy preoccupied with all this Christmas stuff that I've just been focuing on that and not this. For which I am truly sorry. So! Let's see... Saturday (the 17th) was cookie day. Friday night I decided to drink because I never do and I wasn't going anywhere. I was just going to sign off of Facebook when I saw... ooh I just had a great idea. Instead of doing a scrapbook in here I'm gonna go to Hobby Lobby and get a regular scrapbook already put together (or make a photo book on Walgreens.com, I haven't decided yet). That way I have 5 whole subjects of stuff and lots of room. I just have not done this for a while and I want to see how long it takes me to finish this up with just writing. There will still be fun stuff, just not as extravegant. But anyhow... I saw this post that my buddy Larry put on his Facebook so I responded to it and we started talking. About nothing really at first but then I got the distinct impression that he was hitting on me. It wasn't anything gross (like Ernesto a couple days earlier), but it was still like... where is all this coming from? That whole Ernesto thing was just weird. He was saying how I looked great in my recent pictures and I must have lost weight and how he always had a crush on me. Just all this stuff that I found flattering but I felt like maybe he was high and thought he was talking to someone else. I just felt like it was way too late for that sort of knowledge. Anyhow, I felt bad and wanted to tell Barry about it. Not because I felt guilty or anything but I just wanted him to know what was going on with me.
He asked me why I felt it was significant enough to bring up, hoped he wasn't missing anything. I told him that it was significant because it was just strange to me how I don't hear from these people regularly and then bam, 2 guys in one week let me know they're into me. But it just makes me really miss my boyfriend when I hear these things from other people. All I want is him and to be with him and that is it. But I also think that is an issue that can't be swept under the rug. That's how people get overlooked and accidents happen.
Alright, it is time to stop writing. Of course I have a shitload to catch up on.
Love,
Me
1:27am
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