Okay.Question folkies, I'm sorry if I seem bitchy but I'm sick and there's a lot going on in my head right now (as you'll read below) and thinking about where my other message board people went.
I mean, where the fuck are the following people: Nate, AJ, Kath, Kate, Maggie, etc?
That said, onto the entry.
In short, Friday night gave me some cuddling, sleep and almost some sex.
In long, I have the self-control of a Goddess.
Allow me to elaborate.
I had two migraines yesterday. I am just now recovering from the medication :) Adrien's a-singing in Amsterdam today. I have never heard him sing as a performance. This should be cool.
Aside from this, the self control thang...right.
Well, I've kinda had this flirtatious banter going back and forth with this guy down the hall, Greg. Friday night found me in his dorm room, searching for meaning in a work he'd painted.
Now, all week (well 2 since I've known him) I've been flirting and giving up cause I didn't think the boy was interested in me. He'd always flirt with other girls but not me.
So. To make a long story short, imagine my surprise that night when we play a game of body pillow and he has his arms around me on his bed. "This isn't right," he says and then picks up my legs, puts them beneath the covers and then cuddles me again.
One more act of manipulation when he says he'd rather I be on top. Once I am, he starts kissing my neck and his hands are roaming. We start kissing (now Dave is no longer the last man I've kissed) and he tries taking off my shirt.
"What are you doing?" I ask (duh) and then he replies, and I can't forget it cause I'm almost embarrassed FOR him. "I'm undressing you so that we can *gulp* start bumping uglies." (OOOh baby, the way you talk...)
Uh...Whaaaaaaaa?? Bitch, you basically just met me? "You do realize that you'd have to date me?" I ask."I kinda figured.""And that this would not happen until about the third or fourth date if I felt like it?""Blah blah blah," he begins. "I don't know what I want. Blah blah blah. I don't want to appear sketchy.""The fact that you're not raping or molesting me right now to spite my wishes kinda says something in your favor."
Blah blah blah and then I leave. He stopped by yesterday before leaving on a road trip to Syracuse. Very little tension or akwardness. Coo.
But hey! You know what this means? I've realized that I actually HAVE learned something from my relatinoship with Dave. I can't have one night stands, never have wanted to. I want emotions behind sex. Therefore, Dave and I will never be together ever again...in that way. Lesson learned. He's a dramatic bitch anyways.
