Okay so I talked to Will today. He called a few days ago just to say hi, which was sweet cuz he hates calling but I told him I was out of text messages. He said "I haven't heard from you in -- get this -- a few days." I was like omg...you care that it's been a few days since we've talked! How cute! He said to call him sometime soon, so I did. I told him that I would. And I called him a little bit ago just to say hi, ya know? He made a joke about me "cheating" on him when I go to Miami. I told him he should come with me, just jokin. He said no cuz I'm going down there with my boyfriend or something. I told him no, I'm going to visit my niece. He oh, whatever or something like that. Here's the thing, though: he kept making jokes about me being a pimp or having all these guys on me or whatever. And people only joke repeatedly about stuff when they kind of believe it. So I'm wondering...why does he think I'm like that? Did I say or do something to give him the impression that I'm a player type or I have some type of entourage or a lot of guys are into me? I can't think of anything I've said or done that would make him think that, in the short time that I've known him. Hm...weird...
In other news, I spent my Friday night with D. And you know what? It was kind of fun. I stayed late at work and then he came back to see me and we went to do some errands, and then I was hungry so we went to Popeye's on Lake Street for dinner, and then he wanted to see a comedy show and I didn't so we drove back to his car, but then instead of him leaving to go to the show he stayed and sat with me and we talked for a while, and then we got in his car instead because I watned to charge my phone and the power source thingy in my car doesn't work. I'll be glad to have my Camry back. And intact! Yay!
D and I spend way too much time talking abour relationshps. I think that's ind of lame and it measn that we aren't really getting to know each other the way friends do. and that's lame too. Id on't know when I'm going ot tell him that I'm not really that into hi but I think that it should be son. I'm just never sure how to do this...I dig these holes for myself and then spend the rest of my time trying to climb out of them. I don like spending time with him. I enjoyed sitting in the car and talking to him. And it sounds like he has an interesting story, and I like to hear people's life$ stories. But I look at him, and there is nothing in me that feels anything romantic toward him. He mentioned massaging his sore arm and kissing him on the cheek and I was literally...disgusted isn't the word, but slightly taken aback might be. He is someone I avoid touching and actually, I was kind of mad at myself when we broke the touch barrier. And then I broke it myself last night. Ugh...what am I going to do? I guess at some point I'll just...I have no idea. I just have no idea.
You know what sucks, though? My non-discreteness. I'm pretty sure half the school has seen us together, my team included.
