Thursday, September 1, 2011

Love and Martinis

4 p.m.
Should I write a real diary?

Today, in a couple of hours, I'm going downtown to meet up with a guy that was introduced to me a couple of weeks ago by a best friend of mine, also a classmate of his. We kissed some nights ago, after a drunken evening (but the kiss was pure- it was true).
I don't understand him.
I figured that I would understand him after this same friend of ours explained how, even though he truly and really likes me, he's... "awkward" with girls (I might have even been his first kiss- why does this keep happening to me?).
I still don't understand him and what is going through his mind.
What's worse is that he is leaving for Madrid tomorrow - for a week. I know a week is not that long at all, but I'm frazzled by this need to "reflect" that he is expressing. I don't want to be waiting around for anyone! What also doesn't help is the fact that every guy friend of mine who has gone to Spain on vacation has always found tons of horny girls to treat them like gods.... I shouldn't be scared, but I feel weird?
Also, I must go... to give him his Raybans back :)

8 p.m.
I'm back.
It's over.

I told him I wasn't willing to wait, he admitted he wasn't feeling very serious about it... the end. Some things are just solved simply like that for me.

I was on the bus, and this phrase in my head kept repeating louder and louder:
" I would have waited for him..... "
Ugh. FML? Nah, it's not that bad.
I just need a Martini. AGAIN...

~ but I should've kept his Raybans... ~

Til next time, 

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