Right, so I just did something really random. I was talking to some guy online and he was like, "Do you like talking on the phone?" I said, "sometimes." and he was like you can call me and I said no but then I said he could call me if he wanted. So he called me and we talked a bit and he saying he'd invite me over but that wouldn't be appropriate or something and then I was like, "hmm..." and I agreed to go over. So I guess it was stupid and all (especially with the Baton Rouge serial killer, right?) but nothing happened. No getting raped when I was walking around looking for my car and nothing happened when I was over there, we just talked some and then he was falling asleep so I went home. I was only there an hour. It was ok. Not exciting, just like, "whatever." Hehe.
He asked if I wanted to do something tomorrow (or today for people who think of mornings as part of the day... haha) and he said he'd call. We'll see. I have homework to do tomorrow and I might go to the hill farm festival (even though PCB isn't playing).
The Rentals are good. hehe.
So it's 7am and I haven't been to sleep. My vision is getting funky. I've been writing in this journal like crazy--4 entries on the 21st.
Less than two months until my birthday :-D
That guy, I didn't like the way he talked about things like drug addiction... I mean he was saying he didn't understand it, like why someone would get addicted to something like that... I don't know, it was like he was making fun of it and it kinda bothered me because I don't like making fun of people with major problems like that. He likes to call people "cheesedick." Weirdos. Hehe.
I'm not sure if it was amusing or boring... I guess we were both yawning a lot and stuff--I got there at like 5:30am and left at 6:30 so yeah, sleepiness. And he's an architecture major and they don't sleep during the week. (I semi-almost-dated a former architecture major ones... that being the guy I almost had sex with in may... insanity... the one where we're both kind of avoiding each other).
I'm babbling. If I continue I might tell my entire life story.
He asked if I wanted to do something tomorrow (or today for people who think of mornings as part of the day... haha) and he said he'd call. We'll see. I have homework to do tomorrow and I might go to the hill farm festival (even though PCB isn't playing).
The Rentals are good. hehe.
So it's 7am and I haven't been to sleep. My vision is getting funky. I've been writing in this journal like crazy--4 entries on the 21st.
Less than two months until my birthday :-D
That guy, I didn't like the way he talked about things like drug addiction... I mean he was saying he didn't understand it, like why someone would get addicted to something like that... I don't know, it was like he was making fun of it and it kinda bothered me because I don't like making fun of people with major problems like that. He likes to call people "cheesedick." Weirdos. Hehe.
I'm not sure if it was amusing or boring... I guess we were both yawning a lot and stuff--I got there at like 5:30am and left at 6:30 so yeah, sleepiness. And he's an architecture major and they don't sleep during the week. (I semi-almost-dated a former architecture major ones... that being the guy I almost had sex with in may... insanity... the one where we're both kind of avoiding each other).
I'm babbling. If I continue I might tell my entire life story.
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maybe next time you can make it up for another SG meet.