The Triumphant Return.
Well, i know it's been a while, so i'll save you all that crap you don't wanna hear. i just want to post about what happened last night that i am going crazy about.
well, alex's best friend and i get along really well... there's nothing wrong with that because he has a girlfriend too that he's really into and stuff... first of all i left my house yesterday at 8 in the morning so i could be with him all day and that kind of stuff... 8 in the morning is early as hell...well anyways... so then we decided to go out to breakfast and we called frankie [alex's best bud] and we all went out together to marina.
[blah blah blah, day goes on]
let me skip to the night because that's when it starts getting interesting. well, when frankie and i sit by each other we DO flirt, but it's more of a "hey you are a nice person and i like being around you" kind of flirt. well, then he kindof grabs ahold of my hand and is semi rubbing it... well, um... ahem... alex is on the other side of me and i don't know if he doesn't see this or doesnt care......
then we go over to frankie's and watch School of rock [sucked ass] and i met his mom and dad... earlier in the day my cat scratched my forearm and frankie was genuinely concerned and alex was just like yeah, whatever. so then frankie takes me into the bathroom and puts peroxide on it and is cleaning it out and puts a band-aid on it... oh and when i first mentioned it to him he kissed it... man.
then we leave frankies and go over to someone else's house and start the drinking... well, by this time, frankie has already claimed the spot next to me and is "sharing my armrest" we were holding hands and stuff like that... alex is oblivious.
periodically throughout the night alex would say something to piss me off. he just kept going. i was like man. i almost was crying by the time we left... then he's all, "why are you mad at me? what did i do?"
i just said "i just don't like it when you're mean to me."
well on our way out, frankie KISSED MY HAND TO SAY GOODNIGHT.
on the way home i listened to existentialism on prom night and m god, i almost started to cry. it just fit in perfectly with the day...
i'm tired of being sad. i want someone to fix it.
well, alex's best friend and i get along really well... there's nothing wrong with that because he has a girlfriend too that he's really into and stuff... first of all i left my house yesterday at 8 in the morning so i could be with him all day and that kind of stuff... 8 in the morning is early as hell...well anyways... so then we decided to go out to breakfast and we called frankie [alex's best bud] and we all went out together to marina.
[blah blah blah, day goes on]
let me skip to the night because that's when it starts getting interesting. well, when frankie and i sit by each other we DO flirt, but it's more of a "hey you are a nice person and i like being around you" kind of flirt. well, then he kindof grabs ahold of my hand and is semi rubbing it... well, um... ahem... alex is on the other side of me and i don't know if he doesn't see this or doesnt care......
then we go over to frankie's and watch School of rock [sucked ass] and i met his mom and dad... earlier in the day my cat scratched my forearm and frankie was genuinely concerned and alex was just like yeah, whatever. so then frankie takes me into the bathroom and puts peroxide on it and is cleaning it out and puts a band-aid on it... oh and when i first mentioned it to him he kissed it... man.
then we leave frankies and go over to someone else's house and start the drinking... well, by this time, frankie has already claimed the spot next to me and is "sharing my armrest" we were holding hands and stuff like that... alex is oblivious.
periodically throughout the night alex would say something to piss me off. he just kept going. i was like man. i almost was crying by the time we left... then he's all, "why are you mad at me? what did i do?"
i just said "i just don't like it when you're mean to me."
well on our way out, frankie KISSED MY HAND TO SAY GOODNIGHT.
on the way home i listened to existentialism on prom night and m god, i almost started to cry. it just fit in perfectly with the day...
i'm tired of being sad. i want someone to fix it.