so, a friend of mine kissed me on sunday at dante's. he was sitting on my lap & turned to me, looked me square in the eye and said "we should kiss" (he also said lots of other mushy drunken things, but they're not really important). i told him that it wasn't a good idea, that he was just drunk & he would feel bad about it (because he has a really serious girlfriend), but he didn't listen and kissed me anyways.
i have been feeling absolutely terrible about this. beating myself up... even though i know there is nothing that i can do to change what happened. i wish that i could. ahhh!
i know how bad he feels. i could see it in his face about 10 minutes after we kissed. he stood up and his whole expression changed, it looked like he was about to vomit... i know what feeling that shitty is like & i'm not thrilled about the fact that i am a big part of making him feel as such. it kills me. a mutual friend of ours told me we should just forget about it & everything will be cool... but i can't forget about it untill i know that he is ok... or at least feeling a little better.
i hate this.
boys are stupid.
all of them!
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....
on a completely different note:
i'm super jolly about the boy i've been seeing. he's so dang cute & he knows how to fix my bike... in fact, he is the guy who sold me my bike like three months ago. he's so cute. he kept coming to see me at work to "check how my cruiser was doing." riiiight. anyways, turns out that we grew up really close to eachother and he had a crush on me in high school. or so he says ( i think he's just trying to be smooth). but he went to private school & i went to public, he says that his bus went by my street and he would see me going home from school... who knows, who cares. he's cute. i'm going to make him come to the pumpkin patch with me & go in the corn maze... then i'm gonna jump him.
i have been feeling absolutely terrible about this. beating myself up... even though i know there is nothing that i can do to change what happened. i wish that i could. ahhh!
i know how bad he feels. i could see it in his face about 10 minutes after we kissed. he stood up and his whole expression changed, it looked like he was about to vomit... i know what feeling that shitty is like & i'm not thrilled about the fact that i am a big part of making him feel as such. it kills me. a mutual friend of ours told me we should just forget about it & everything will be cool... but i can't forget about it untill i know that he is ok... or at least feeling a little better.
i hate this.
boys are stupid.
all of them!
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....
on a completely different note:
i'm super jolly about the boy i've been seeing. he's so dang cute & he knows how to fix my bike... in fact, he is the guy who sold me my bike like three months ago. he's so cute. he kept coming to see me at work to "check how my cruiser was doing." riiiight. anyways, turns out that we grew up really close to eachother and he had a crush on me in high school. or so he says ( i think he's just trying to be smooth). but he went to private school & i went to public, he says that his bus went by my street and he would see me going home from school... who knows, who cares. he's cute. i'm going to make him come to the pumpkin patch with me & go in the corn maze... then i'm gonna jump him.
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Hope that whole kissing situation works out. The worst part's usually how much drama someone will attach to it compared to how much drama it actually warrants.