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This blog is a collection of my various romantic exploits, my exciting flirtation, and my eloquent rambles about what I feel and why, on a journey to self-understanding and a soulmate. In other words, I'm a girl with a blog and a slightly-above-average vocabulary.
I rarely love little. I love loud and hard. I love with every fiber of my being, I want so bad it hurts in my bones.
I hate it.
We were at the airport, God knows why. Steve, his girlfriend, and I. She had decided to “test” him and had someone lead him to a hooker. While there, she confronted me and began kissing me (???). She made a lot of noise and it was kind of obnoxious. I told her nothing had happened between me and Steve, but I don’t think she believed me. He’d clearly taken the bait, too. And there’s a little memory gap at that point.
I began leaving, but he caught up with me as I was heading down the stairs. He took my hand, and I asked if everything was ok. We walked out of the airport together, and he told me he was single now. We walked and held hands and it was nice. I told him his (ex) girlfriend kissed me. He asked how she was, and I said just noisy.
We ended up at my martial arts studio, and someone said the good smell was some of my cookies.
Then I woke up.
Eyo! Sorry, guys. I kind of neglected the Tumblr for a long time. But I’m back now! And boy has stuff happened!
First off, Trombone got asked to Winter Formal by a friend of his and said yes (as friends). Since then he and I talk more often in person. He sits behind me in first period, but also right next to Effigy.
I was planning Effigy to Winter Formal, as our Winter Formal was girls-ask-guys, but I ended up asking a new friend, Geo. He said yes, and ended up liking me. I didn’t like him as more than friends, and we eventually receded back into that with a rejection from my side.
At Geo’s birthday party, which was the day after Winter Formal, I met his best friend, N.
N likes me now, I think. I don’t like him, I think. He’s cute and he has pretty eyes, but he’s pretty overbearing already and I don’t think it’s getting any better.
I like being single, and I like my life. I’d feel dirty being in a relationship if my affections weren’t 100% with a person, so I don’t feel right agreeing to be in one at this time. I like my affections and I don’t plan on changing them.
I’ve realized that my life is simply filled with attractive males. It’s excellent.
I’ve gotten really close with Steve, a guy from my martial arts studio. He’s been driving me home lately and we have great conversations. He understands what I mean and what I want out of guys, and I’m fairly certain that at least at some point, he’s felt that way too. He’s a great fighter, he’s cute and charismatic, and he drives a nice car. He dropped out of college due to many problems that were going on, but he’s smart. Inherently so, not quite book-smart. He isn’t conventionally attractive, but he’s simply wonderful nonetheless. He cooks, too. He flirts a lot, which is awesome because as we’ve learned, so do I. One small problem: he’s taken. And he’s 24 (25? I don’t recall). I’m 17. This is a problem.
For now, I’m settling for having an attractive, sweet guy friend that I like hanging out with. It’s enough for me.
I’ve been settling for that with most everyone, and my daily life is a combination of my flirtation. I don’t really want to date anyone.
If worst comes to worst, Kim’s a phone call away. We’ve kissed some more, but I haven’t talked to him since the Winter Formal ordeal started. I was unsure of my situation with Geo, and I didn’t want to risk hurting him. I might end up doing that once the thing with N clears up. We’re sort of on trial right now, trying to decide if we like each other (though I’ve pretty much decided that I don’t like him).
Effigy is a massive flirty-pants. It’s kind of ridiculous. But hey, I’m not complaining. I freaking love it. He drove me to school the other day. His smile just gets more and more attractive.
Mmat’s membership at my gym has ended, and he hasn’t renewed it. Last I saw him was two weeks ago, when we sat around and talked for a good amount of time. He’s still very attractive to me in every way possible. Mike, a friend, has been teasing us about it like mad, but it’s just kind of funny. MMAT gets all cute and resistant, but that’s understandable. I’d love to know how he’s feeling. We texted a few times, but it’s been pretty minimal. He skateboards, though. If worst comes to worst I’ll ask him to teach me.
There’s a hot, deaf football player in my English class. Let’s call him Sammich. He has beautiful blue eyes, and he’s been making eye contact with me. It’s not even him spacing out- he distinctly looks at me. I wish I could just stare back without giggling. He has a girlfriend. I’m a little confused as to his intentions.
There’s also Chris. I’ll post a long introduction about him later, but he’s really quite great. I like him. I can’t have him. It’s a shame.
In Art (I’ve been going through my classes, thinking of all the guys in them) there is a very cute boy named… Er… Mario. He’s smart, witty, and very cute. He used to ignore me, for no good reason. Now, he doesn’t. Life is good.
Voice is a wonderful girl in my Choir class. (Can you guess where the nickname came from?) I told her yesterday about my crush on Trombone, and she got so excited. She countered all of JoP’s claims to Trombone’s abstinence from liking people.
She told me that she’s “tight” with Trombone, and promised to attempt to breach the subject with him. I can’t wait! As much as I’m liking this Kim-and-I-kiss-a-lot thing, I can’t wait for something to happen with Trombone. I guess it’s just… It’s on a deeper level, which I really like. I’ve only ever hugged him once. It’s just nice knowing I’m attracted to him on a deeper level.
Yes, he’s attractive. He’s damn adorable, too. But I don’t know. I just… I like him. I know it in my heart of hearts. I like him enough to cancel out how much I liked Mmat. And though I haven’t mentioned him yet, I like Mmat a lot at some point.
Speaking of Mmat, I saw him today. I gave him my number. Hopefully my phone will stop being an arse and work, and I can text him. I really want to be friends- he’s a great guy.
I have no witty conclusion for this post.
