EDIT:

I forgot probably the funniest part of the night!!!

After Amy went to bed Matt and Garret and I were in his room talking, and Matt decided he was really hungry, so he got up, went to the kitchen, came back, and had to step over me to get back to his pillow.

Matt: Man, I'm getting too old. I never want to bend over anymore.
Garret: Dude I know, and my knees always hurt!
Me: ...That's what she said?

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And I have a good story.

Last night Amy and I planned to have a night full of fun. AKA alcohol. Because there isn't much else to do in Lubbock. So I said I was staying at her house and she said she was staying at Katharine's. Probably we should let Katharine know this went down.

Basically I'm gonna cut out all the fluff and just say that we stayed the night at Matt's house. Amy was drunk, I was not.

She is soooo funny when she's drunk.

I got to Matt's house and she got there a few minutes later, and we sat around for a bit, then he gave us blankets and he and Garret went to his room.

Amy talked my ear off, and eventually Matt texted me: "Are y'all ever going to sleep?"

I said: "Maybe eventually. Are we keeping you awake?"

He said: "No, we can't sleep either."

So Amy and I went into his room, but she left soon after to sleep.


I was up until 5:30 am talking with him and Garret. The weird thing about it was that it felt so right. I mean, it should have felt so so wrong, staying at some guys house, in his room no less, but I felt so comfortable.

Except for when Matt almost hit me in the face. I didn't realize we were lying so close together.

It was so cold, if we could have just cuddled I would have been so happy.

But maybe then it wouldn't have felt as right?


I don't know.


This morning after I got home he texted me.

Matt: You get home okay?
Me: Yeah, I'm nice and warm in my pjs. Thank you so much.
Matt: You're in pjs?
Me: Yeah, I hate wearing jeans haha.
Matt: You should have told me, I would have let you borrow some shorts or something.
Me: It's okay, I had some in my car. My pants were warmer though.
Matt: I have more blankets and such...
Me: It's fine. I appreciate the fact that you let us stay over more than you could imagine.
Matt: Well, you could have used me.
Me: What's that supposed to mean?
Matt: I'll let you decide.
Me: Believe me, it was tempting.
Matt: How so?
Me: Oh. You know.
Matt: No I don't, elaborate.
Me: I was cold and you looked warm and stuff.
Matt: Oh. Too bad there was no drunken stupor for you to ask. (He was talking about when I was drunk and asked if I could sit on his lap)
Me: Oh geez. Would you rather me have been in a drunken stupor?
Matt: No, I'm just giving you a hard time.
Me: I know haha.
Matt: Trust me, tempting was not even close to the way.
Me: Is that so? I couldn't tell.
Matt: really


THEN HE DIDN'T USE PUNCTUATION SO I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE MEANT! So all I said was "Really. Hmm." and he hasn't texted back.


















I feel like a seventh grader...

You feel like a seventh grader because... you don't know what he meant? :S
» randomjunk on 2008-11-16 03:18:09

hahahaha. I haven't been reading your site, but your life sounds totally awesome. Especially because back in the day every guy I liked was named Matt, so I can just imagine whatever hot Matt I want being the character in your story. I also knew a cute guy named Shane, but he is quite the opposite of your Shane, very shy and quiet. So... which one do you want to go out with? Either one? Or are you just being a tease?

» Zanzibar on 2008-11-16 03:35:42

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