Words of a Stranger

Waxing lyrical of the crappy details of my life and my views with a healthy dose of cynicism, sarcasm and everything you like about non-wholesome movies.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Change is scary... Change is thrilling... Same difference.

Sorry for the incomplete revew of The Banquet, but it's good. Go see.


Having mixed feelings. But I can see now that my match is really my match. But at least he drops the bombshell on girls about an hour after he begins flirting. My last record for milking the bombshell was 5 days.


Reason for mixed feelings is that this means we will probably not be an official item for quite a while, since we'll both we having too much fun playing with the minds of the opposite gender. That is, of course, assuming he is still interested in me. Starting to think maybe I'm getting irritating, even though I've tried to put ample time in between contacting him. I know he has a lot of work to do.


Oh well. Life goes on... we'll see. If I have to let go, I have to let go. I'm just really reluctant to because I'm not sure if I'll ever find such a suitable match again. Also part of the reason I've never been so crazy over a guy before. I mean, I've gone bonkers for guys before, but I've never been so close to the definition of desperado.


If I get irritating, tell me... There's someone I don't want to turn into.


I need to get a grip. Being hardworking has some advantages, but it also raises the bar. I'm panicking over reading material, of all things. Not that it isn't important. Otherwise I wouldn't panic.


Dressing up for school is fun. I'm thinking about proposing my own CIP.

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