I'm a bad LJ friend
AH, don't run away, I swear I'm not angsting, I SWEAR TO GOD.
(laugh)
Life's been good. I feel like I don't deserve it some times, but most times I'm living in it, so I don't notice so much.
I'm going out with guy-I'm-dating. There are pictures on Facebook, and that is as public as I'm comfortable with. And, finally, he's stopped pestering me about Facebook statuses and wotnot.
We are moving at, what can be perceived as, colossal speeds. There has been one hiccup that was very much my fault. Besides that, there are times where we sit and marvel at how similar and how utterly different we both are, and its... well, more than I ever really hoped for.
He makes me feel attractive, which is more than can be said about most people I've been in relationships with. :/ Its become his mission to point it out at every turn he can. I think he's strange every time he mentions it, but he thinks what he thinks, and I'm starting to understand why he's so insistent. Of course, it doesn't stop me from feeling uncomfortable with these ideas of "pretty" or "attractive" (there's just so much negative connotation with those words in my mind, in relation to me) but its... leaps and bounds from where I have been before.
There is a person who think he's out to harm me in the long run. Its really painful to think of relationships like this, because... honestly, when will the doubt go away? Why do I constantly have to justify how this is going? I don't even know where this is going. I don't want to figure it out sooner than later. I don't want to look so far into the future that I end up losing out on Now. Will he hurt me, I think so. Does it matter NOW? I think not.
So, there, really. I have someone for the moment. I think it might be for a while longer than a moment, which is why I'm updating you all.
His birthday's on January 14. I think. (He wants to know mine. I shall cut whomever tells him)
We met through Caidy and by hanging out in Downtown Davis.
He took me to SF and Marin for our first date, and likes to tell people about the things we did. (this gives me all kinds of anxiousness that I have no idea why, but I think its cute anyways)
He likes Annie Lennox, anything with a hard beat, but hates country (oh, where the fuck did I find such a guy with musical tastes that DOESN'T HATE mine?)
There's an overwhelming hate of Olives. And ginger? but Olives. Very much. :/ I fear I can never have pizzas with olives, margaritas, or antipastos around him.
There some other food that applies here, but I forgot what.
-__-; and if he can, he'll fall back on college boy food. Which means he has a tendency to not have enough vitamins. Which he makes up for in pills. I find this obscene.
He tends to sound arrogant, but he often second guesses himself and is actually shy in some respects.
He doesn't mind me reaching out and petting his hair at any given time.
I'm... going to stop now!
(laugh)
Life's been good. I feel like I don't deserve it some times, but most times I'm living in it, so I don't notice so much.
I'm going out with guy-I'm-dating. There are pictures on Facebook, and that is as public as I'm comfortable with. And, finally, he's stopped pestering me about Facebook statuses and wotnot.
We are moving at, what can be perceived as, colossal speeds. There has been one hiccup that was very much my fault. Besides that, there are times where we sit and marvel at how similar and how utterly different we both are, and its... well, more than I ever really hoped for.
He makes me feel attractive, which is more than can be said about most people I've been in relationships with. :/ Its become his mission to point it out at every turn he can. I think he's strange every time he mentions it, but he thinks what he thinks, and I'm starting to understand why he's so insistent. Of course, it doesn't stop me from feeling uncomfortable with these ideas of "pretty" or "attractive" (there's just so much negative connotation with those words in my mind, in relation to me) but its... leaps and bounds from where I have been before.
There is a person who think he's out to harm me in the long run. Its really painful to think of relationships like this, because... honestly, when will the doubt go away? Why do I constantly have to justify how this is going? I don't even know where this is going. I don't want to figure it out sooner than later. I don't want to look so far into the future that I end up losing out on Now. Will he hurt me, I think so. Does it matter NOW? I think not.
So, there, really. I have someone for the moment. I think it might be for a while longer than a moment, which is why I'm updating you all.
His birthday's on January 14. I think. (He wants to know mine. I shall cut whomever tells him)
We met through Caidy and by hanging out in Downtown Davis.
He took me to SF and Marin for our first date, and likes to tell people about the things we did. (this gives me all kinds of anxiousness that I have no idea why, but I think its cute anyways)
He likes Annie Lennox, anything with a hard beat, but hates country (oh, where the fuck did I find such a guy with musical tastes that DOESN'T HATE mine?)
There's an overwhelming hate of Olives. And ginger? but Olives. Very much. :/ I fear I can never have pizzas with olives, margaritas, or antipastos around him.
There some other food that applies here, but I forgot what.
-__-; and if he can, he'll fall back on college boy food. Which means he has a tendency to not have enough vitamins. Which he makes up for in pills. I find this obscene.
He tends to sound arrogant, but he often second guesses himself and is actually shy in some respects.
He doesn't mind me reaching out and petting his hair at any given time.
I'm... going to stop now!