April...7th? 2008

Ooh, I like boys sometimes. I actually think that stupid psychology, which I used to be so good at recognizing, can be used on me.
It's true.
So, I went out today after school with this... buddy, we shall say (no more using his name I'm afraid). And, so we went to the brow, which I thought would be a nice safe walk. And we did walk, for like, a whole two hours. Up and down the trail and then back to his place, and then yeah. Then we sat (and by we I mean he) and played guitar at his house and ended up in several precarious positions, although I swear I never removed more than my sweater because it was getting hot in there. Anyway, so he also let me actually TOUCH his bass guitar which was cool (:D) because backcatcher never let me so much as touch any of his musical instruments... In fact, uh... (man, I really need a nickname for him) actually showed me part of the bass line for a queen song.
So Cool! Anyway, so I'm so happy now, conflicted with the odd string of frustration and confusion. You see, he does things sometimes that are so soft and so... awwww... but not all the time, so I do my damnedest to get him to do those little things... Which has efficiently given me that stupid obsession thing. I always want to beat him at his own game, regardless of the game. Always. And he never calls when I want him to, and when I do see him he does this push pull thing that works like nothing I've ever seen before working. I mean, I thought I was immune, but I wasn't. And even though I know the rules, I can't really change how I think about things... Maybe, though, I don't want to. I like being what I am, and I like being attracted to him the way I am. I like him for who he is on one half, as well as for how well he does everything on the other. I respect him more than I could probably respect so many other people... and the best damn part is that he could kick my ass in any intellectual conversation, and he's so much faster in replies.
I don't know. I just found someone who doesn't want a relationship. Which I guess is nice, because then I go to Trent in the fall, and that's the end of that. But a good summer of this is definitely on my list. And although I won't be exclusive unless he starts that conversation, I will not really fall for anyone else, I don't think. So, technically I'm exclusive, I just have the freedom to not be. And that choice, that choice is what makes me so comfortable where I am. In a relationship, I have no choice, no scapegoat, no black and white. I can't turn tail and run and then come back; it's standard and half the time, the lust turns into something that kind of reminds me of boredom. Okay, it is boredom. And then, from there, I basically fall into stagnation, and that's the end of that. I'm done with that one. This, on the other hand, gives me both freedom and stability, and I think that that is what I need most.
And that, as they say, is that.