Okay, so I know I posted already but I have this bad habit of reading other folks blogs. More often than not, I get inspired to write about some adventure I've had, so we can blame/thank Simone for this one.
So, after the whole roommate drama, I was feeling very emotional. Unfortunately, Shortcake lives an hour away. Rather than asking/begging/pleading with her to come see me, I just said good night and went to bed. Afterall, she was tired and had a rough week of her own. I figured I'd cry, eat junk food, and watch bad tv. Right??
Well....
A friend drops by and sees my red, puffy eyes and drags me out of the house. We go out for Jamaican food and drinks. He takes me home and says he'll call me tomorrow. (Yes, he. Shut up. I know.) So, he calls the next day to ask if I'm okay. Since my voice is raspy and shaky, he says I'll see you in ten minutes. We sit and go over my budget for next month. Things are looking bleak.
I say I need to get out of the house. Let's go to the mall (thinking I can pick up some applications while I'm there, score!). We walk around the mall and talk. I'm starting to feel better and my outlook is changing. We have lunch in the food court, then leave. He says do you want to go home. I say not really. He says let's go to my house to watch movies. Cool.
We are watching movies and all is well. He's on one side of the room I'm on the other. He brings me something to drink and sits down on the sofa. I'm on one end. He's on the other. I thinking how good of a friend he is and then it happens....
I turn to put my drink on the end table. When, I turn back around his face is there and he (you already know) kisses me. Oh, crap! I jerk my face back and literally run to the bathroom. I text Shortcake and tell her that I'm so sorry. I kissed a boy (really he kissed me but I don't think that matters. Our lips touched). She calls me.
I know she's mad. I can tell she's mad. But she won't admit she's mad. She's like you had to have seen this coming. But I didn't. I really didn't. I thought he was being a good friend. Really, I did. So, we have a nice long conversation. Of course, I'm on the losing end but I knew that going in. We hang up. I tell him to take me home. (I was standing in the hallway of his apartment building)
I call Shortcake as soon as I walk through my door. We talk so more. We make up. All is well. Kinda. Now, she calls him my boyfriend. She has leverage. I love this girl (wait, did I say that out loud?). I couldn't not tell her. I had to woman up. So, Simone, girl I feel you. I am so clueless sometimes. I have to be more careful. I'm not losing this girl behind some dumb shit. I'm so clueless sometimes, it
Makes. No. Sense.
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