Thursday, October 16, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
So I asked you, "when do you wanna hang out? I mean, when you can, of course"-- I really did not expect flippin' winter break. And, to top that, a reunion. With other people.
Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against that. That reunion (which, if I'm not wrong, would have, maybe, three other people-- with ovaries) sounds like much fun.
But. But argh, maybe I was too subtle? But then again, I feel like you knew exactly what I was asking you.
Yeah. Yeah, I think you did.
Honestly, I feel really irritated but... but I don't think I can find it in myself to be really angry. Disappointed, yes, but... sort of relieved, too.
I think, however much I'm beginning to like you more and more, I'm not ready to really risk this friendship.
Because if we date, and we break up, I don't think we'll be friends again.
And I don't want that.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
I've already expressed the possible why's, so I'm not doing it here.
I really like hugging you, though. Mm yes. I really do.
Hate your schedule, though. Hate that we live ridiculously close, but not close enough. Hate how I just can't see you spontaneously. Hate that you're going to be so fuckin' busy in the coming months and do you know? I really disliking imposing upon people. So I'm very reluctant to ask you if you could please spend more time with me.
However, I hate sounding needy so I'll probably ask you in a very roundabout way.
Maybe.
I wish I saw you today. I would have liked to see you, if only for a couple of minutes. Or ten minutes. Fifteen minutes, really.
--Or, well, a few minutes. That's better than none.
Here's a pet peeve: I wish you'd initiate some conversations. I feel like I'm the only one who wants to talk.
Or that maybe you don't like me that much. But that, however, would contradict monday's evidence.
...
Oh fuck you, Y chromosome.
9/5: ( Hog farmers are the ones who really bring home the bacon. )
9/4: ( He didn't tell his mother that he ate some glue. His lips were sealed. )
9/3: ( I couldn't quite remember how to throw a boomerang, but eventually it came back to me. )
9/2: ( The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese. )
9/1: ( Let's talk about rights and lefts. You're right so I left. )
8/31: ( Two silk worms had a race. They ended up in a tie. )
8/30: ( When my friend saw her first strands of gray hair she thought she'd dye. )
8/29: ( 5000 hares have escaped from the zoo. The police are combing the area. )
8/28: ( It's not that the man did not know how to juggle, he just didn't have the balls to do it. )
Thursday, September 4, 2008
And I was like, bitch, please. I could do better.
(Only I didn't AND I LOST SO BAD. Last place! Oh shame.)
But yeah. We were sitting pretty close together; side to side, thigh to thigh. That was in the beginning.
We gradually, um...started touching more. It was really very innocent, though.
I... can't keep a straight narrative (and a straight face, thinking about this) from here-on. So:
- We walked around for a bit. Went to Kmart cos I had to get cough drops. He hugged me on the escalator, though there was no real reason to (other than wanting to eeee).
- We went to Circuit City; before or after, I really can't remember. But at one point I was just standing in front of a display and he hugs me semi-loosely from behind around the waist. Color me delighted at this point.
- No pricey dinner. We ate at Wendy's cos we didn't feel like walking too far and spending much. xD
After that we hung out a bit on the steps of Union Square, though it would be more accurate to say I was sitting next to him, kind of pressed against his side. We chatted a bit and watched some strangers (strangers to us and strangers to each other) volley a ball around.
Eventually we moved to one of the benches. I played on his DS a bit more, cursed at some of the mini games, still sitting next to him, pressed against.
Went back to the steps, sat and chatted. Then back again to the benches, only on the other side of the park of benches before.
There was definitely more of that pressed-against-his-side sort of thing.
He stood up to stretch his legs. More chatter and banter and at one point I stood up and I hugged him cos yeah I felt like it and he hugged me and lifted me up... (though supposedly it was so that the bastard could say, yeah, he could still throw my ass far.
That's... sort of a backhanded compliment, isn't it.)
W sat back down. I'm... pretty sure we were cuddling at this point, since I was sort of... uh, cheek-to-cheek with him. Not exactly nuzzling him, but close. And his arm was behind me. And my arm was around his waist, sort of.
BUT OH...Now that I remember, a couple of times before the benches, he was telling me he was cold.
And I was like, WHAT. You're crazy! You're wearing a long sleeve shirt and an undershirt AND YOU'RE A BIT CHILLY?
I was wearing a short-sleeved tee-shirt, tights and a skirt. I was fine.
(Which, by the way, when I mentioned that I splurged on the skirt I had been wearing at that time-- and it was worth the $16.99 because it had pockets-- he was like, skirt? I didn't notice.
Um. Really now.)
Only now I think I realize what that comment was supposed to be. I mean, it was, wasn't it?
"I'm cooold."
It IS, isn't it!? That's some sort of invitation right there. RIGHT THERE.
I can't believe I didn't catch on sooner! Inside I wanted to ask, And what do you want ME to do about it?
Only I didn't.
.....I should have actually asked that, though. Damn
Anyway, he really couldn't stay around long, just until around 8. I mean, he stayed as long as he could, even though he had to meet up with his roommate. He didn't leave until around 8:30. And when we, uh, said goodbye, the bye-hugs were definitely longer than usual.
Then I kissed him on the cheek.
....andhekissedmycheekback
Innocent as hell, I know. But. god, so promising.
Now that I've written it... it feels like the written version is more romantic than it really is.
But... I guess it was still romantic? Definitely sweet, in hindsight.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
I should've taken a shower by now and grabbed four hours of sleep. (Since I'll probably be up at five, five-thirty, if I decide to actually sleep.) I need to be in chinatown at the bus before 7am.
But here I am, still awake. Bloody freakin' surprise!
The bottom lid of my left eye is twitching. My throat is kind of sore.
And I'm leaving (daytripping!) for Boston in less than six hours.
I'm hungry.
And I still need to shower.
I'm sooo glad there's a new McD's near the dorms. >_>;
And I'm so excited oh golly oh golly gosh because this'll be my first ever long-distance trip with friends sans family fuck yeahhh. Of course, I got lots of grief from mommy dearest, due to my own lack of foresight and no small amount of miscommunication and bad timing---
But still. BOSTON.
Mom thinks Em is coming. I wish she hadn't asked me outright.
Kinda feel guilty about this lie...
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Um. HELL YES.
[the actual response]
----
....Yespls~
For the record... I'm not head over heels for you, but I admire you. I really do like you so I am interested in getting to know you better.
This is a tentative thing, I know, but... wow. Still. I'm looking forward to this, even if Halloween's more'n two months away.
♥
Friday, August 8, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Gah.
---- (11:41:05 PM): o_O Oh hey dude. You're still up?
---- (11:41:13 PM): yea
---- (11:41:28 PM): should go to sleep soon
---- (11:41:38 PM): Flooring?
---- (11:41:48 PM): *Busy flooring?
---- (11:41:49 PM): i was looking for my bed sheet
---- (11:42:00 PM): ....eh...
---- (11:42:05 PM): a few weeks ago a bunch of us went to the beach
---- (11:42:11 PM): i took my bedsheet
---- (11:42:15 PM): to use
---- (11:42:28 PM): my ex gave it back cause i forgot it
---- (11:42:29 PM): And now it's... no longer where you want it to be.
---- (11:42:32 PM): oppsie
---- (11:42:38 PM): now i goota put it in the laundry
---- (11:44:00 PM): Oh, for a moment there, I was like, but you have to find it first...? Lol.
---- (11:44:13 PM): found it now
---- (11:44:27 PM): now i go to bed
---- (11:44:30 PM): Yes, yes, I gathered.
---- (11:44:35 PM): Ah okay.
---- (11:44:39 PM): goodngith
---- (11:44:45 PM): xD Nighter-nights~
---- (11:44:46 PM): maybe we should meet up again sometime
---- (11:44:48 PM): seeya
---- (11:44:55 PM): Definitely. xD
---- (11:45:38 PM): o yea
---- (11:45:41 PM): i forgot
---- (11:45:45 PM): i was going to ask u
---- (11:45:51 PM): did u ever go on a blind date?
---- (11:47:55 PM): ok i should explain myself....my friend it like since im single i should go on blind dates or casual dates and i told him thats not normal or usual...he said it is where he goes...he goes to cuny, so that why i asked
---- (11:48:59 PM): hellow?
---- (11:49:52 PM): Hiii
---- (11:49:54 PM): My bad
---- (11:50:02 PM): [reads]
---- (11:50:30 PM): ....uwaaah.
---- (11:51:38 PM): i told him blind dates dont really happen...only in like movies
---- (11:52:51 PM): I dunno why he's connecting that with cuny, but anyway, blind dates? Um, yeah. It's something I've only heard/seen about in media.
---- (11:52:58 PM): Casual dates seem more normal, though.
---- (11:53:09 PM): thank you
---- (11:53:18 PM): no he said a lot of ppl do it...his friends
---- (11:53:29 PM): which are all from bklyn college and so
---- (11:54:06 PM): The blind date?
---- (11:54:12 PM): yea
---- (11:54:14 PM): :/
---- (11:54:22 PM): fools
---- (11:54:55 PM): anyways thanks for the info
---- (11:54:57 PM): xP
---- (11:54:57 PM): Eh, well, I guess for them it works out. Sounds like they don't mind the uncertainty factor.
---- (11:55:02 PM): xD No problem.
---- (11:55:07 PM): ttyl
---- (11:55:10 PM): Later.
---- (11:55:11 PM):
---- (11:55:19 PM): xD
---- signed off at 11:55:26 PM.
---- is offline and will receive your IMs when signing back in.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Never am I more reminded of these sentiments than now, scant seconds after my mom's latest rant.
"What's wrong with make-up?" "I'm not making you wear lipstick, just some stupid eye-liner." "You look better with eye-liner!" "What's wrong with make-up?"
PISS OFF.
I can look 'make-up nice' when I want to-- when I fucking want to. When I want to leave an impression, I wear eyeliner and nice clothes. When I want to impress, I wear the fucking eyeliner and the fucking nice clothes!
...
zu
Geh.
I wear eyeliner like it's a novelty. I wear it to impress.
Oh god. I think she's going to make me wear it to the picnic tomorrow.
Son of a bitch.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
White House Refused to Open Pollutants E-Mail
What I want to read is the Bush administration's side of this issue, just so I can validate its sheer, blind, inefficient stubbornness.
But onto to prettier, more soothing topics:
NY Times photo slide:
Siamese Galaxies and Toothy Fish
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Discworld/FF7:AC, Granny Weatherwax and the Sephlings
Title: Prudent
Author/Artist: chibirisuchan
Fandom: Discworld and FF7
Pairing/characters: Granny Weatherwax and the Sephlets
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Bad amateur headology
Prompt/challenge you're answering: Granny Weatherwax and the Advent Children boys, weaponkink
Author's notes: the past couple weeks have sucked. After the repeatedly flooding basement episodes two weeks ago, I finally saw an actual insurance adjuster one hour ago. In an attempt at fleeing from the deluge of paperwork and damaged housewares, here I am being irresponsible... ^^;;;
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
----