16th February, 2009
This Is One Of Those Days
Yes, I know, I’ve neglected this particular blog. Though JLS knows where I’ve headed. Plus, I feel as if I less time to really talk about the mundane stuff. If not, then it’s the idea that I have less time.
I found myself a new crush, SMD Boy. We were supposed to meet today and I was really looking forward to it, but he asked for a raincheck because his frat moved the meeting to a time that I suppose was inconvenient for him. I’m still a little bummed, a lot more sad when I had first received the message. I guess when I heard that, all these thoughts came back.
Anyone who knows me hates it when people flake/cancel on me. I’ve had to deal with it for too long from too many people. I don’t want to hold people like I did JYL when I just kept assuming that she would flake on me. If I have to do that with someone that I like, then it’s not worth it.
So I became bummed out about that and ever since yesterday morning, I’ve been thinking about SB.
SMD Boy and I were texting on Valentine’s Day (I had dinner plans with two of my favorite girls: MP and NN). He ended up getting really wasted. When he had left the bar and gotten some food, he called. I thought he was relatively fine, but apparently not so much. He came over and we watched Zack and Miri. I didn’t let him do anything though; I really like him and lately, I’ve felt cheapened, so I wanted to wait. I let him sleep with me on my bed. When he finally woke up, he was a little startled to see where he was. I guess that he ended up blacking out when he came over last night, so he doesn’t remember the movie at all. I know how to pick them, right?
Anyway, when he did wake, we stayed in bed for a while longer. Again, I wouldn’t let him “hit home,” but he was able to sneak in some fondling. But laying there, it felt so nice. I hadn’t had someone hold me like that for a while. Even when he was sleeping, he held me and caressed me. A big improvement from sleeping next to EC who kept to himself. But he… he didn’t make me feel like an object, he made me feel… different. I can’t explain it, but he did.
Since then, little flashbacks of SB come back. I keep thinking about the times that we were together and how intimate that was and ever since then, I haven’t been able to find anyone who could make me feel the same way. I mean, I know, I fell a little for EC, but that was different. It was so… in a way, cut and dry. We met, had our weekly dates. The third date came around and… well, stuff happened. It was all so “normal,” you know?
But with SMD Boy, it’s definitely not normal. We met for dates, sure, but not always consisting of dinner. And the amount of obscene and dirty jokes we make between us… oh my goodness. (Thus, the reason why he was briefly named “Dirty Dude”)
We still don’t talk on the phone, but I’m smiling again. I looked at him while he was sleeping and I just… I want this to work. I know, he’s graduating this semester, I know he still has to go to med school and I still need to figure out what I want to do, but I want this to work.
I’m so excited and I’m so happy, it’s hard for me to contain it sometimes. I think all of my VSA cabinet, if not then a good chunk of them, know that I’m interested in him. And stupid me, it’s not even official! Goodness me.
Even though I know that I’m happy about this, there’s this somber feeling.
I was talking to a friend of mine and he sent me a song that feeds my feeling. “Come Back To Me” by Utada Hikaru. Most of the lyrics don’t really pertain to me, but a few lines do, such as: “baby come back to me, I’ll be everything you need, baby come back to me, you’re one in a million.” Those same lines are ones that I would’ve sung a year ago, despite knowing that he would have never come back. We had crossed that threshold where we could never regain anything.
I’m really afraid that I’m just going to keep messing things up. That’s why I didn’t want to have sex with SMD Boy. I like him a lot and I would much rather have him respect me and if that means I have to fight to keep my legs closed, I’ll do it. I don’t want to be “easy” and I don’t want our every encounter to always be about sex.
He brings out the cute in me, what can I say? I haven’t been that way in so long, I forgot that I could be cute.
Anyway, I took a massive nap despite the massive load of reading I need to do.
Tags: SB, SMD Boy
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3rd November, 2008
This Is The Delaying
Yes, I am blogging so I can procrastinate. Why do I always do this? Every time I have a big midterm to study for, I always end up finding other things to do besides studying. It’s a very bad habit. Bad me, bad me.
Recap of the weekend:
EC came up on Saturday. We had dinner at California Pizza Kitchen (CPK) and then watched Zack and Miri Make A Porno. It was a really funny movie. However, it was very borderline NC-17, so for those who aren’t into all the raunchy, dirty sex jokes and whatnot, I would not recommend this movie to you. Otherwise, you should check it out. EC ended up spending the night and then left Sunday morning. It was nice and quiet. I suppose that I made my decision by failing not to take action when I last wrote about the whole EC thing. I think that maybe, and this is just a maybe, I need some time to get used to the idea of making things casual. Okay, I have to admit that all this week, I made sure that I wasn’t going to initiate the first contact of the day. I think, in a way, that helps me distance myself from him because I’m not waiting for a reply, or waiting to see if he notices my text messages or emails or whatever it is I send him.
But again, this is all just “thinking.” I don’t know for sure and I won’t know for sure (until it’s too late) if I’m ready for all this “casual” stuff. I mean, yes, it’s nice knowing that I can see someone on a weekly basis, that he doesn’t mind making the drive to see me and won’t bitch about shit. Even if it doesn’t go much deeper, and I have to admit that I’m not all expecting it to, I think I’ll be okay. I like his company. I like the refreshing feeling that I get when I think back on how tied down I was to the last two boyfriends. EC is different. Money is not a big issue for us; I don’t feel as if I’m being guilted into doing something and I actually do want to go out because we can go out to the same places.
Everything is different and maybe that’s why I have the hope that I can get through this. I hope I can. I haven’t really thought much more about this whole casual thing in a way that would make me sad. Sure, I might not fall in love and he might not fall in love, but really, is that something that I should be worrying about now? Is that something that I should be looking for? I’m only 21 and since I do have a five-year dating minimum, then it’s going to be a while before I even bother to think about the serious stuff.
I think I can do it. This is fun and I don’t think I’ll mind too much if that’s all it is. I may not even be ready for something serious anyway so this… is refreshing. It’s good. It’s a new scene.
And speaking of refreshing, over the last few days, I’ve been thinking about where I was last year. One year ago, I was a mess. It was horrible. I know that in a few weeks, it’ll mark the anniversary of when I sent myself to the hospital. I look back on those times, that year and a half that was all about SB and I’m in awe. Looking back reminds me of Batman Begins because of how dark it is. In that movie, there was quite the grim feeling, no? So when I look back on my year and a half, I see darkness. I hid myself so much from him because I wanted to be somebody that he would love. I liked him and I knew that he was damaged and like a stereotypical woman, I wanted to fix him. I wanted to be the one. I wanted to make everything all better and I wanted him to love me.
Except, that failed miserably. I changed, if not disguised, myself to be the person that I thought he would want. I didn’t drink; I wasn’t social; I wanted to spend all of my time with him. It was very unhealthy.
When I look at how I’m living now, I see brightness. Or at least a clear contrast on my life then and now. Now, I’m not trying to please anybody but myself. Now, I don’t have to answer to anyone but me. I do what I want and I know what I want, or at least have a better idea of what I want. I want to be social, I want to drink, I want to go clubbing, I want to dress provocatively. I don’t want to try to change for someone, I don’t want to feel as if somebody else’s presence makes me want to be any different than what I want to be.
I guess what I want to say is that SB dragged me down into the hole. Or I allowed myself to be dragged into said hole. And now that he’s not here, not in my life and not affecting me emotionally to the point where my entire day is ruined, things feel better. I feel happier or more content with myself. I feel happier being me now than I did one year ago. And that, is something I’m grateful for.
Tags: Batman Begins, brightness, CPK, dark, dinner, EC, life, light, midterm, movies, SB, Zack and Miri, Zack and Miri Make A Porno
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