A trip to the hookah lounge on Friday evening around midnight brought a boy.
A boy named Andrew who is from Jackson and who told me straight out that he thought I was beautiful. When he was on his way out he asked for and recieved my phone number and we have been texting back and forth since then.
He seems like...not my type. But he also seems like a very nice guy who is confident and persistant if not a little overbearing.
He has requested that I call him tonight to make plans for this week. I don't know what we'll end up doing but I do know that I am excited and nervous.
I hope I'm not a dissapointment or vice versa.
That was my Friday night.
Saturday Sisi, Katie, Jess, Renee, Ethan, Tyler, and Mike all came over to my house to chill and smoke a lot of cigarettes and drink a little. We laughed a lot, talked about and quoted Clerks 2, and spent some time in the hot tub. I did get drunk, but I did not wake up hung over. Score.
Sunday was chill. I did some shit I've been meaning to do all week, though I still haven't addressed my open house invites. I went to Kristi's house to join she and Melissa in a little sun bathing, a walk down her road, and a cermonious burning of their band uniforms.
I also watched the newest episode of Breaking Bad last night.
I love that show like no other, but it bothers me sometimes. I hate how there is just as much focus on what ISN'T happening as what IS. There are often full episodes in which there is no action at all and the entire plot takes place in one room or area. Last night was one of those episodes.
But oh, did I mention? I'm in love with Aaron Paul. A.K.A Jesse Pinkman.
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