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yesterday...was interesting. well the second half of it was anyway. in the morning I was really really bored and feeling people deprived, so I decided to see if anyone could come over. Bryant was the only person online, so I invited him over because I was too lazy to pick up the phone to see if anyone else was available.
yeah. so he came over, we talked for a while, I got him to play DDR - yeah, that was kinda funny. on a whim, we decided to go see a movie because there was really nothing to do at my house...we saw "Chronicles of Riddick," which was...different. and the weird thing is, I watched the whole movie, but couldn't explain it to you if I tried.
after the movie, we decided we'd go back to my house and hang out for "a few minutes." right. a few minutes. we got home from the movie at 6:20...he walked out the door to go home at 10:00, and probably would've stayed later if my parents hadn't practically kicked him out because they were ready to go to bed.
so yeah. a few minutes turned into three and a half hours. and we didn't really even do anything, just sat in the living room talking...about what, I can't even remember now, mostly. well, it wasn't all just talk...there was a bit of a tickle war because he was trying to weasel information out of me, but that didn't last too long.
it was fun, but...confusing at the same time. because he's always going on about how "pretty" I am and whatever, and he was being so sweet yesterday, but...I almost feel guilty because I don't feel anything. I mean, it was rather cozy just to be held for a while, but even then, I didn't feel anything. I didn't feel uncomfortable, which is a bit amazing, but I didn't really feel anything else either.
I feel like I have more to say...but it just isn't coming right now. I'll update later if I can think of it.
yeah. so he came over, we talked for a while, I got him to play DDR - yeah, that was kinda funny. on a whim, we decided to go see a movie because there was really nothing to do at my house...we saw "Chronicles of Riddick," which was...different. and the weird thing is, I watched the whole movie, but couldn't explain it to you if I tried.
after the movie, we decided we'd go back to my house and hang out for "a few minutes." right. a few minutes. we got home from the movie at 6:20...he walked out the door to go home at 10:00, and probably would've stayed later if my parents hadn't practically kicked him out because they were ready to go to bed.
so yeah. a few minutes turned into three and a half hours. and we didn't really even do anything, just sat in the living room talking...about what, I can't even remember now, mostly. well, it wasn't all just talk...there was a bit of a tickle war because he was trying to weasel information out of me, but that didn't last too long.
it was fun, but...confusing at the same time. because he's always going on about how "pretty" I am and whatever, and he was being so sweet yesterday, but...I almost feel guilty because I don't feel anything. I mean, it was rather cozy just to be held for a while, but even then, I didn't feel anything. I didn't feel uncomfortable, which is a bit amazing, but I didn't really feel anything else either.
I feel like I have more to say...but it just isn't coming right now. I'll update later if I can think of it.
