I'm confused about how to feel. This weekend was amazing. Thai food from an amazing restaurant, two of the original Star Wars movies, Red Dwarf, Van Wilder: The Rise of Taj, and all spent with a great friend. He picked me up at the dock, and dropped me off this morning. I don't know what to think we are though.
We snuggled during A New Hope, and ended up making out through The Empire Strikes Back. I'm so confused though. He is just my friend, but we think we could be more if we had more free time. He holds me and I feel just so wonderful and safe. Plus, he likes Thai food, cars, and sports. He played around I think all too much, because now I'm emotionally attached. He is the perfect combination of sensitivity and manliness.
On Thursday it was my sisters going away dinner. She moved to North Dakota on Saturday with her boyfriend. Now, I don't hate Alex, I only dislike him for taking my sister away from me. Sure, we didn't hang out all that much, but it was hard considering they were attached at the hip. We arrived at my grandmothers house and his car was there. I got absolutely mad because it was supposed to be family, and apparently everyone except me thinks hes basically family. Sure, they are secretly engaged, but its not public yet. Well, I walked in, asked if he was staying for dinner, and I got mad. My dad said he was taking me home because he wasn't going to deal with me. My sister then said she hated me and wasn't going to talk to me for a very long time. It hurt, and I'm still hurting. I told Craig that I was upset and he wanted me to call him and tell him what happened. I told him I wasn't going to because he was at a bar with a friend, but he kept checking in on me via text. I was completely stunned. He didn't even really know what was wrong and he wanted to make sure I was okay. *swoon*
These are the shoes I got from Nine West. Dreamy little buggers.