ugh
this semester has been painfully boring slash tumultuous in regard to boys. the impossibly cute guy in my russian class has completely dominated my attention, just so he could toss it back at me and chuckle. we had a little lunch date, and the next night i went to his apartment to “study.” actually, we did study for a little while, but then makeouts totally commenced. and the next week i went over again, but this time the pretense was much more palpable. i stayed over, and we had (um, pretty terrible i have to say) sex and slept and woke up late and we were both late for the one class we have together. and i texted him to suggest that we discuss what happened, but he didn’t text me back until like, a whole week later. and then i ignored that text, because what the fuck who does that?
i’m just bummed though because i sit right next to him in class and i actually like him quite a bit still. and he’s still so cute, and he smells nice and wears v-necks, and he uses moleskines exclusively, and somehow always has the perfect amount of stubble, and he is pretty good at russian and rides his fixie to class. and sometimes he forgets (or doesn’t bother) to roll his right pant leg down after getting off of his bicycle. and when he sits he slouches and when he slouches the perfect tiny amount of stomach fat scrunches together to make a little roll right over his waistband.
we both take our bikes to school, and usually he parks his in some secret area and i never figured out exactly where thatwas - so even if we left class at the same time, conversations would get cut short once we left the building. but yesterday he parked his bike right next to mine! what? why would he do that? and then he used the extra time to tell me that he needed to go get breakfast, but neglected to invite me to breakfast. i don’t know why he would do that to me. it just seems mean spirited.
there hasn’t been a week since i gave him my number that he hasn’t texted me about something, even if it was something completely insignificant. but i’m probably just reading into every little thing because i want them to mean something.
urgh.
last week - in the middle of our teensy, five person class - he said my lip gloss smelled really nice.
agh!
but then, just that there’s this much confusion is a pretty clear sign that even if he kind of likes me, he probably isn’t worth the aggravation. any dude who can prong me and then ignore me in class for two weeks is not a dude i should get involved with in any further capacity.
