May 29, 2006 12:18
i think it's strange that i enjoy myself more when i'm laying in my substitute's bed when his air conditioning is broken then to be at a party with "cool" people.
he said he was jealous he doesn't get invited to those places so that's why he is so mad at me. we kind of argued for a bit.
but somehow no matter how worked up we get, how rediculous we are being, our lips always solve their own problems.
summertime is around the corner and if i lived with him i think it would be the end of all issues. err... maybe.
i tell him he always changes his mind... and he just said, "stop it." i wouldn't. so he kissed me. and then i didn't talk about it anymore.
the way he dances is absoloutely... "special". He kicks his legs and plays air guitar and does this hideous head bob. gawd, it's bad. but its nice that i can just lay on his bed and watch him... i get up sometimes to dance with him. but i dont have to. that's the beauty of it. i think we have become closer than ever. and it's not scary anymore. i don't like it at all that he finishes my sentences and knows exactly what i'm going to do... but it's us. and it's the best thing either one of us has had. so... we'll keep it.
we'll keep it.