In the SUB.
Crap. I had a pretty good entry. Bloody IE.
Anyway, I saw Candice again. It was a pretty interesting thing...two days in a row. I wonder if Brendan knows. Not that it makes much difference. Candice has a boyfriend, Brendan has a girlfriend, I'm gay. I didn't even care, really. Funny that. Mum was all like "but didn't you like Candice?" when I came out to her. I was like "yeah, Mum. Whatevs. You brainwashed me into thinking that."
I did some time today at the pool. I feel much better. Tired, yes, but in an accomplished way. Not in that "I'd-rather-die-than-take-the-B-Line-right-now" way, but in that "I'm-glad-I-finally-did-that" way. Cute boys there, too.
I've been thinking about Shayne. He represents the greatest challenge in my eyes since I know so little about him. Let's see...
On that last point...Quinn and I had a discussion. We were talking about how we hate boys in general. The pretty boys especially. They know that they're hot; they know that they can pull. They're not going to be content with me. In their eyes (and the laws of classic liberal economics), why should they settle for mediocrity when they can have something better?
Assuming that, I wouldn't go for Shayne. He can do better. And yet, he was the one that gave me his number.
Last night, I could barely sleep...I was thinking about how I should ask him out. God, how blond of me. I was thinking of inviting him to the party that I was going to have...until I realized that said party is cancelled. I thought of inviting him to a bar. I didn't like that idea. I figure that the best thing would be to head to Steamworks...have a beer or two. Maybe catch a late-night show. That would be really nice. I hope.
God! I really should be in class now, but I can't be bothered to go to class when all the prof does is summarize the readings that I haven't even done yet. I should probably go do that. Oh, and then I get to be an ACF old-timer.
Really.
Anyway, I saw Candice again. It was a pretty interesting thing...two days in a row. I wonder if Brendan knows. Not that it makes much difference. Candice has a boyfriend, Brendan has a girlfriend, I'm gay. I didn't even care, really. Funny that. Mum was all like "but didn't you like Candice?" when I came out to her. I was like "yeah, Mum. Whatevs. You brainwashed me into thinking that."
I did some time today at the pool. I feel much better. Tired, yes, but in an accomplished way. Not in that "I'd-rather-die-than-take-the-B-Line-right-now" way, but in that "I'm-glad-I-finally-did-that" way. Cute boys there, too.
I've been thinking about Shayne. He represents the greatest challenge in my eyes since I know so little about him. Let's see...
- He models/acts.
- More often, he lifeguards.
- He lives in Richmond.
- He doesn't go to UBC.
- He's the kind I usually stay away from.
On that last point...Quinn and I had a discussion. We were talking about how we hate boys in general. The pretty boys especially. They know that they're hot; they know that they can pull. They're not going to be content with me. In their eyes (and the laws of classic liberal economics), why should they settle for mediocrity when they can have something better?
Assuming that, I wouldn't go for Shayne. He can do better. And yet, he was the one that gave me his number.
Last night, I could barely sleep...I was thinking about how I should ask him out. God, how blond of me. I was thinking of inviting him to the party that I was going to have...until I realized that said party is cancelled. I thought of inviting him to a bar. I didn't like that idea. I figure that the best thing would be to head to Steamworks...have a beer or two. Maybe catch a late-night show. That would be really nice. I hope.
God! I really should be in class now, but I can't be bothered to go to class when all the prof does is summarize the readings that I haven't even done yet. I should probably go do that. Oh, and then I get to be an ACF old-timer.
Really.