Weapon and the Wound
The weekend has come and gone. I had one exam tonight, and one more tomorrow. Then what? A few weeks off of school; maybe I'll do some snowboarding, take a little road trip... I might be moving again, so I'll have to figure out where/when pretty soon.
As for the weekend, I had a good time. Saturday night was a bit of a reunion, as I saw some friends I hadn't seen since I returned from Australia. And it was like the old parties we used to have at Laurence's, years ago. It was good that most people were drinking rather than smoking; it makes you livelier and you don't veg out in front of the tv the whole night. Unfortunately, I didn't resolve my situation with this girl I'm interested in. She was there, of course, but I didn't make any moves. Why not? Maybe I just don't want to bring my attraction to her into the light of day; you know, if I admit it then I make it real. But as long as it's in my head, it's only an illusion. But we talked briefly, and it seems we have quite a bit in common, or at least we think along the same lines. Both are good. So, it looks like the situation is still undecided. Like I may have said before, it's like having a sickness that you don't really want to go away.
Sunday night I attended another party. This was for a friend's staff party. I didn't do much studying, which worried me, but luckily the drinks were flowing so I soon stopped worrying. I missed out on the dinner, but I was drinking for free the whole night so I was happy. I didn't know anyone other than my friend, but it was fun to meet all these people I had only heard about in his stories. And when everyone's drunk it's easier to talk to them. At first I was having strange feelings, as if I was in a video game, one where you talk to characters using conversation choices. So I was thinking of going up to strangers and saying any random thing. It would have been the perfect opportunity: I was at a party, I didn't know (almost) anyone, I had nothing to lose... But those feelings gave way to drinking, and so I ended up watching my friend's drunken antics (which were pretty hilarious). We didn't go to the after party; instead we got some greek food and drove into garbage cans. Ah, drunken rowdiness.
So that's it for now. I had my english exam tonight, and it would have been my last chance to talk to a girl I had previously pursued, but... I didn't bother. She wasn't worth the effort, and I should have realized that long ago. There was a girl on the bus ride home who had a very cute smile though. Maybe I should have said something to her... Oh well.
As for the weekend, I had a good time. Saturday night was a bit of a reunion, as I saw some friends I hadn't seen since I returned from Australia. And it was like the old parties we used to have at Laurence's, years ago. It was good that most people were drinking rather than smoking; it makes you livelier and you don't veg out in front of the tv the whole night. Unfortunately, I didn't resolve my situation with this girl I'm interested in. She was there, of course, but I didn't make any moves. Why not? Maybe I just don't want to bring my attraction to her into the light of day; you know, if I admit it then I make it real. But as long as it's in my head, it's only an illusion. But we talked briefly, and it seems we have quite a bit in common, or at least we think along the same lines. Both are good. So, it looks like the situation is still undecided. Like I may have said before, it's like having a sickness that you don't really want to go away.
Sunday night I attended another party. This was for a friend's staff party. I didn't do much studying, which worried me, but luckily the drinks were flowing so I soon stopped worrying. I missed out on the dinner, but I was drinking for free the whole night so I was happy. I didn't know anyone other than my friend, but it was fun to meet all these people I had only heard about in his stories. And when everyone's drunk it's easier to talk to them. At first I was having strange feelings, as if I was in a video game, one where you talk to characters using conversation choices. So I was thinking of going up to strangers and saying any random thing. It would have been the perfect opportunity: I was at a party, I didn't know (almost) anyone, I had nothing to lose... But those feelings gave way to drinking, and so I ended up watching my friend's drunken antics (which were pretty hilarious). We didn't go to the after party; instead we got some greek food and drove into garbage cans. Ah, drunken rowdiness.
So that's it for now. I had my english exam tonight, and it would have been my last chance to talk to a girl I had previously pursued, but... I didn't bother. She wasn't worth the effort, and I should have realized that long ago. There was a girl on the bus ride home who had a very cute smile though. Maybe I should have said something to her... Oh well.