I ran into the football assistants at dinner on Friday. We chatted it up some and went our separate ways. I felt like our chat went kind of well and I decided that I wanted to hang out with them this weekend. I was hoping to bump into them on the way out of the dining hall but when they left they went out the back door and didn't pass by my table again, so I decided I would facebook message them since I don't have any of their phone numbers.
And then Brian called me and we decided to hang out and I figured, that's OK, I'll get in touch with the football boys Saturday.
The thing is, once Brian and I start hanging out, it's hard to stop because, well, I just like hanging out with him. We watched movies, went for a hike, made some soup, watched more movies, just all that shit that people like me like to do; it's hard to resist.
To say the least, Saturday night rolls around and Brian and I are still hanging out. So, I figure, I'm OK with that. I am having a good time, it's not like I actually asked the football guys to hang out and even if I had facebook messaged them it doesn't mean they would have gotten the message or even wanted to hang out, so Brian and I make further plans for the evening and head to the movies. But lo and behold, I get a call from an unknown number. I let it go to voice mail as to not be rude, but when I check the voicemail, guess who it is... The football boys seeing if I wanted to hang out. Yes, yes I do, but I already made plans.
This would happen, ya know. I told myself coming down here: I didn't want a relationship because I didn't want to be spending all my time with a boy; I didn't want a relationship to be my social crutch. But then, I meet Brian, we start hanging out all the time but I figure, we're not actually "in a relationship" so it's fine to spend all sorts of time with him. Yet here I am, missing out on making friends because I have an infatuation that's eating up all my free time. Lame. And what gets me is that I am fully aware of this but guess what I am doing later today... hanging out with Brian.
Where does it end?
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