Butterflies In My Stomach
Hi everyone. Last night was a first. I went to a hooka (or however you spell it) and I actually smoked one! And... it was fun! Wow. I wasn't like cigarettes at all. Most of you who know me personally know I can't stand cigarette/cigar/incents smoke. But Natasha was even blowing right into my face and I didn't care. Very cool!
Other then that, another odd thing was I was social again. (Well untils the whores started flopping all over the place. And because this is MY journal, I can say this. RACHEAL JACOBS IS A WHORE!!!. Much better.) But it felt WONDERFUL to be social again. And of course kissing Natasha was wonderful too. I'm her girlfriend yay!
Yesterday was a (play) date between her and I. We swapped smoke a few times, kissed a few, and then in the parking lot there was a lot of broken glass and she was barefoot so I carried her across the parking lot. (In high heeled boots. Go me!)
I got a crush on a guy. Confused me a lot seeing as how I know I love Reb. But then out of the blue, I start talking to this guy named Chris that Natasha works with and I just start getting butterflies in my stomach. And then what was weird was Natasha said he liked me too. He was nice, shy, and beautiful. That was just... wow. Flattering to say the least. Part of me hopes to see him again, part of me wants to hide because I'm afraid I would dent his image of me, part of me wants to ignore it, part of me wants to cry. Damn female horimones to hell I say! They are a burden. Psy.
Well no matter what, I felt absolutely fantasic for someone whom I barely know to have a crush on me again! Silly eh?
We went to Denny's afterward, that was still entertaining. But when the stench of skank is swimming all over the fucking table, can you really have a healthy appetite? One of them even knocked my glass of chocolate milk in my lap. *Shakes fist*
I had a great time last night. I hope I can do that again sometime. Yay.
-Boots
P.S. Reb and Nikon, you are not forgotten. ; P
Other then that, another odd thing was I was social again. (Well untils the whores started flopping all over the place. And because this is MY journal, I can say this. RACHEAL JACOBS IS A WHORE!!!. Much better.) But it felt WONDERFUL to be social again. And of course kissing Natasha was wonderful too. I'm her girlfriend yay!
Yesterday was a (play) date between her and I. We swapped smoke a few times, kissed a few, and then in the parking lot there was a lot of broken glass and she was barefoot so I carried her across the parking lot. (In high heeled boots. Go me!)
I got a crush on a guy. Confused me a lot seeing as how I know I love Reb. But then out of the blue, I start talking to this guy named Chris that Natasha works with and I just start getting butterflies in my stomach. And then what was weird was Natasha said he liked me too. He was nice, shy, and beautiful. That was just... wow. Flattering to say the least. Part of me hopes to see him again, part of me wants to hide because I'm afraid I would dent his image of me, part of me wants to ignore it, part of me wants to cry. Damn female horimones to hell I say! They are a burden. Psy.
Well no matter what, I felt absolutely fantasic for someone whom I barely know to have a crush on me again! Silly eh?
We went to Denny's afterward, that was still entertaining. But when the stench of skank is swimming all over the fucking table, can you really have a healthy appetite? One of them even knocked my glass of chocolate milk in my lap. *Shakes fist*
I had a great time last night. I hope I can do that again sometime. Yay.
-Boots
P.S. Reb and Nikon, you are not forgotten. ; P