This break has been so . . . blaghhhhh. I don't know why. Everything just seems so blaghhhh.
Well, I'm going to start out with my latest little failure in the boy department. Chris, Lindsay's friend, re-appeared. He had apperantly been trying to get ahold of me most of last week, so that he could repeat his apology he originally gave me over AIM. That's good. You know, to actually apologize in a more personal manner. And we talked for a bit, and made tenative plans to hang out on Friday. Well, the next day (Thursday, St. Patrick's Day)Chris came up to Dana, and he, Lindsay, and I hung out for a bit. Lindsay told me about how Chris liked me and wanted to ask me out, but didn't know how.
Ugh . . . it's pissing me off just rehashing it all . . .
Well, there was a small bit of mutual flirtation going on, but I really didn't get the feeling he wanted to go out or anything. Suddenly, around 10:00, he said he had to leave b/c the next day was his birthday and he had to get up early.
When he left, Lindsay reiterated his liking of me. Then, she accidentally let it slip that there are a couple other people he likes too. One, I shouldn't worry about because he's in Lincoln, and its so far away, it wouldn't work. The other I shouldn't worry about because its a girl, and Chris is just saying that because he wants his parents to think he's bi, and not totally gay. She assured me that I'm at the top of the list.
. . .
So, that right there threw me for a frustrating loop. But she encouraged me to take Chris up on the offer to have lunch the next day. After all, he's offering to have his birthday lunch with me. That's something usually reserved for close friends, right?
So, I called him up, and he came to get me so we could go to lunch. On the way there, he called his friend Bridget to come with us. So, while I don't really blame him for wanting a friend to come to his birthday lunch, it wasn't terribly conducive for an "I like you and want to get to know you and ask you out" kind of lunch. So, Bridget came, and she was nice and everything, but because I didn't know her, I was all quiet and shy because that's how I am with everyone I meet for the first time.
Anyway, at one point over the dinner, he told me how he was went to Lincoln the night before, after he left Dana, and was out so late, he didn't remember when he got back home . . .
I literally lost my appetite right there, which is rather significant for those of you who know me well.
So, apperantly he likes me sooooooo much he left Dana to go hang out with #2 on his list until all hours of the evening.
Thank you very much, but I don't need that kind of bullshit. I have MUCH more important things to worry about. But, of course, now that the idea was implanted in my mind that I might actually have a boyfriend, the dissappointment has been overwhealming. I just can't frelling win, can I?
So, yeah, most of my break has been spent trying to get Chris out of my mind. I went to a couple plays this weekend, and they were both pretty good. I must admit that on the whole, the women had better performances than the men. I started looking at them, trying to learn from them. Hand guestures and carriage of arms is something that I'm constantly worried about when I'm on stage. I just never know what to do with them. Apperantly most of the guys in these shows didn't either. It didn't make them bad by any means, but I didn't really learn much from them either.
Wait, I take that back. In Pride and Prejudice, there was one guy who was amazing. But then, whenever he was onstage, I couldn't tear my eyes away from the cock-shaped bulge in his pants. And, DAMN, he must be hung like a frelling horse for that cock-shaped bulge to hang so low! I was just salivating through half the show, fantasizing about taking care of that baby back stage . . . I'm so dirty, I know. But yeah, he needs to wear briefs or something to strap that baby down, 'cause DAMN! Did I mention how I couldn't pay attention to anything else when he was on stage?
But yeah, my theatrical excursions have been the extent of my spring break. Outside of that, all I've done is work at BK, and play Vampire The Masquerade: Bloodlines some more. Oh, and I went to see The Jacket, which was pretty cool. Outside of the several boobie shots of Keira Knightly, it was rather enjoyable. And I suppose the jubblies weren't horrible. Just not completely neccesary from what I could tell.
Kelly is getting so far ahead of me in FFXI, its really discouraging. He went on and continued leveling all the jobs he originally started so we could level together. So, it/when I go back, I'll have a ton to do just to catch back up on THOSE jobs. They've added so much new content too! Ugh, I hate feeling left behind. There's so much I haven't experienced in that game! If I don't re-activate my account before April ends, I'll lose all my character data . . .
And memorization for the play and my show has gone absolutely nowhere. I haven't looked at the scripts. Everything has just gone by in a haze for the past couple days. I feel tired all the time, and I literally sleep the days away. I wake up, wander around the house, check and recheck LJ's and forums, wander some more, sleep some more . . . It's so . . .pointless.
