Sweet dreams...
So, I've never done this one before-typing a blog about someone while they're in the room with me. So, Moore is actually sleeping on the floor behind me as I type this. I think he was trying to have a conversation tonight, but he's just not direct about it. And I'm not trying to help him out with it. I give him a little information at a time and let him do the analyzing. It's about time to give my brain a rest; well, actually it's still on overload.
Another thing that happened earlier was that a guy (let's name him, Washington) comes to my room. He's a football player, but he's a little different than the rest of them. He enters my room (he's been saying that he'll stop by sometime), but he never has. And we have a really good conversation. Upon arrival, he tells me that he was on the way to his room to read his bible and then head off to bed. So, I'm thinking, "Boy, this is cheezy." But as he finally left my room, after an hour, I told him to make sure that he tells me what he read about. Now, I'm thinking he'll come back some other day, but he comes back about an hour later, bible in hand, and tells me what he read about. I must admit, it was attractive.
Going back to Washington and my conversation...of course, we got on the subject of relationships, and he says that he's shocked that I don't have a boyfriend. I can tell what he's looking for, but it doesn't seem like the same "Let me beat" mentality. I think there's actually something deeper to him, and on top of that, the boy looks good (gotta love it). So, he has sparked my interest a bit, but not as much as a certain other.
The only thing I'm concerned about is this whole Moore thing. I know what I want, but I don't want to complicate things with him. But I also would like to get to know Washington a little more, which I have a feeling that he'll be coming to my room more often (probably at night). This will be awkward because Moore typically comes to my room at night. I'm already forseeing drama.
I don't know what's going on. Things are coming out from all directions and it seems like it's only going to get more crazy. Am I going to be able to handle this? I can't even get to sleep right now, which is why I'm finding myself typing this at this late of an hour. And Moore sleeps behind me as if he has no care in the world. It's so hard to look at someone, knowing that you want him, and just having to suck it up again, and just let him rest peacefully...
Another thing that happened earlier was that a guy (let's name him, Washington) comes to my room. He's a football player, but he's a little different than the rest of them. He enters my room (he's been saying that he'll stop by sometime), but he never has. And we have a really good conversation. Upon arrival, he tells me that he was on the way to his room to read his bible and then head off to bed. So, I'm thinking, "Boy, this is cheezy." But as he finally left my room, after an hour, I told him to make sure that he tells me what he read about. Now, I'm thinking he'll come back some other day, but he comes back about an hour later, bible in hand, and tells me what he read about. I must admit, it was attractive.
Going back to Washington and my conversation...of course, we got on the subject of relationships, and he says that he's shocked that I don't have a boyfriend. I can tell what he's looking for, but it doesn't seem like the same "Let me beat" mentality. I think there's actually something deeper to him, and on top of that, the boy looks good (gotta love it). So, he has sparked my interest a bit, but not as much as a certain other.
The only thing I'm concerned about is this whole Moore thing. I know what I want, but I don't want to complicate things with him. But I also would like to get to know Washington a little more, which I have a feeling that he'll be coming to my room more often (probably at night). This will be awkward because Moore typically comes to my room at night. I'm already forseeing drama.
I don't know what's going on. Things are coming out from all directions and it seems like it's only going to get more crazy. Am I going to be able to handle this? I can't even get to sleep right now, which is why I'm finding myself typing this at this late of an hour. And Moore sleeps behind me as if he has no care in the world. It's so hard to look at someone, knowing that you want him, and just having to suck it up again, and just let him rest peacefully...
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