I GOT PLAYED!!!! I just found out tonight that A had a girlfriend already! I should have known!!!!! I’m so fucking pissed at myself for not realizing it! Fuck her! Besides, J is a bajillion times better! I reeeeeally enjoy our talks that we have. I mean I’d like to meet up with her sometime, but she’s all the way back in STL, but the semester’s almost over! Woo! So here’s to hopefully having a successful date with her whenever I get back home. Apparently, in my drunken state, I’ve asked her out to ice cream/froyo and the zoo…and to watch supernatural/scary movies sometime. I wonder if she knew I was drunk…
Side Note: Chelsie, Kat, and Beth have been throwing my name at her since Easter Break! I really hope she wasn’t forced to talk to me. But then again, she’s talked to me for the past 3 days, which I’ve talked more than with A within a month. So far my thoughts on her? She’s absolutely adorable and perfect.
Final abstract painting project for my watercolor class.
Okay picture this:
I draw the wolf. The background color is going to be a light purple gradient tint. The wolf will be orange with accents of dark purple. How awesome would that be to have Bullets Rugby colors and my favorite animal mashed together? Or should I invert the colors: purple wolf and orange background? Hm…I think a purple wolf would look so much cooler. DONE, it’s decided. I’m doing a purple wolf!
Isn’t it basically American football with less protective gear and wayyyy more violence? *innocent face*
Hmm, essentially, but the logistics of the game are way more complicated than you think. And the words that are used to “explain” the game need explaining themselves. Overall, it’s easier to teach the game if I were to tell you what was going on in a game.
Ugh, I am absolutely terrible at explaining how rugby works over Fb chat. I’m SO sorry for confusing you!
I’m tired and I have an 8AM class tomorrow…but I wanna keep talking to you! I’m really happy that you talked to me first!
Well, that’s strike 3 in my book. PEACE OUT! MOVING ON!
Well, I’m exhausted and a little down to be honest. Guess the endeavor last night affecting me more than I thought it would.
Hm…you think I’m “pretty damn gorgeous?”
Well, I think I’m sure that you’re not into me. So I’ll save myself from this and move on. Saw you at the aquadome, I know you saw me, we looked at each other a couple times on the dance floor. Then you went ahead and danced with some guy. I’m done, I don’t like feeling jealous. I have another date with you tomorrow. *sigh* I don’t know what to do right now…
Okay, perhaps I was a little hasty on you not answering. You’re new to this and it was wrong of me to rush you into something.
Okay you know what? Don’t fret about it. Focus on rugby! You’re most likely going to have to be the scrumhalf tomorrow at some point since Alisa’s out for the season. Focus. FOCUS!
Okay, you just gotta go for it! Stop analyzing and just do it!
Wow, so I think the 5 minutes of waiting for you to arrive was more nerve racking than the actual date. Really, I don’t even know why I was nervous! Date went extremely well and you suggested to have another!
As in the literal sense. WHY IS IT SUDDENLY COLD?! Last week was in the 70s, now it’s in the 40s-50s! It’s even colder in my house, but I refuse to turn on the heater in order t save money!
