he drove you home from a party when you were a bit too tipsy to ride your bike (and by tipsy I mean literally tipsy. I tipped over...).
you have similar taste in music and movies.
he takes you on dates.

good reasons not to be "bee-eff/gee-eff" with this guy:
you don't have any good reasons to do so.



I mean seriously, I don't even know if I like this kid. there's nothing in particular that I DISLIKE (I just found out that my macbook won't let me italicize words on nutang...) about him, he's just not... I don't know. not my type? then what is my type?
oh, right, assholes.
that's probably it. I don't have to call him a jerk every five minutes. it makes for a lack of conversation. instead we just watch movies all the time.

Idk. I mean, he doesn't talk to me in a baby voice like Matt did, and he's probably the least dramatic person ever. So that's good. and cuddling with him is really nice. (kissing him is weird, though, he bites my lips too much. seriously. I have like three sores in my mouth from mackin' with this guy.) It's just like, we rarely even talk about things, other than music and movies. and I justify myself in liking Daniel because that's all he and Yash talked about, so surely they didn't have a meaningful relationship, and it's okay.
plus he thinks my best friend is weird, because one time while I was gone she was at a party at his house and got way more wasted than she should have and he had to take her home. she was licking his neck and calling him by the wrong name the whole ride home. (that's cause I'm the only drink counter on the planet, apparently, and since I was out of town she didn't have anyone to keep a check on her)

but who knows. whatever. that's the point of dating, right? to see if you really want to be with a person or not. casual dating.
just right now I don't know if we're casual dating or serious dating. like, am I allowed to go get coffee with Ben? who knowssss. life is weird. and it's weird that all of life is a learning experience. like, you live your life and learn every second of it and then die. there's got to be an afterlife or something where you can actually put that knowledge to use, right?
hey, perhaps I've touched upon something?




I've been acting so stoned the last two days, even though I'm completely sober... last night driving home from Jose's, I got really hungry and realized we have no midnight snack-foods at my home, so I spent ten minutes in 711 deciding on ice cream to get. I chose a Klondike bar, and some hot and spicy cheez-its. when I got home I still hadn't finished my ice cream, and after finally unlocking my door and getting inside, I dropped my phone on the floor, where the battery fell out. I just stared at it for a few minutes trying to decide what to do and wondering why I was acting so blown. and now I'm coming up with all this philosophical stuff. weird.


ps, school starts in less than 2 weeks. ick. but senior year? yay!

I acted stoned for like, my whole junior year of high school, but I had no drugs in me either. Maybe there's something in the air. :P
» randomjunk on 2009-08-12 05:43:24

your life sounds awesomely complicated.
» Zanzibar on 2009-08-13 05:20:30

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