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What pranksters must feel
Having just most recently sent Eric a fax when he requested a phone call, I can't help but be filled with what I suspect most pranksters feel when their pranks work out.
Devious with a heavy seasoning of delighted.
Now as pranksters wait for their victim to walk through the door only to get a pail full of porridge on their heads, I wait for the return email I'm sure to get with a couple of choice words based on what I did today.
Most excellent.
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Twice doesn't make it any better.
After a not to bad two hour non committal coffee with Jim, from where I concluded that the first thing people notice about you isn't your dimples Jim, I came home, ate, used the bathroom I couldn't find in Port Authority, and took a shower.
Distantly, I heard my phone ring, and when I called back, Jan was picking "someone" whom I knew to be Jason from an earlier conversation with EJ, but I just got out of the shower, so they were going to pass by before I could get ready in time.
Walked down to main street and it was very liong, and took the bus to Jan's house. I always get off at the wrong stop, but it's okay. Dark highways to Jan's house is a regular thing for me.
Got there, and saw people I didn't know, an extra girl, and two extra guys, Andy, and well one I didn't even notice who was sitting behind a pole who turned out to be Jason.
And of course the regular players.
On my way to the bathroom, I saw Vic coming down, and after a general small talk conversation, I said, "You know, they probably think we're making out." And he laughed a bit uncomfortably and said, "I actually been meaning to talk to you about that."
So we stepped outside, and he said how he's a cuddler and how he didn't mean anything by it, and he's really embarrassed to be put into this type of situation and to put me in this type of situation. I shrugged, and I said I didn't think it meant anything, and he obviously didn't think it meant anything, but our friends just, despite their best intentions made it worse. He said, "When they said you were here, Jan gave me a look, and Rony gave me another one." And again, I repeated my message of our well meaning, but often misplaced intention friends.
He said that if he was interested he would have asked for my number and would have been more forward, and I said, I know, your cousin said I wasn't your type anyway, and he said, he didn't really have a type.
And just because I like to drive wounds deep into myself, I said, "Just to be clear, not only did it not mean anything, but you're not interested in me right?" And he looked at me and said, "Don't get me wrong, I think you're really cool, and you're witty as hell, but you know..." and I just smiled and said, "I know."
When we came back, EJ and Jan asked where I was, and when I told them I was talking to Vic, Jan was like "Ooooooohhhh" and I turned around and said, "No. Not like that." And when Jason gave me the same reaction, I gave the same response. Smiling.
He was remorseful over it later on in the night and explained it to EJ, and myself sitting across the table for him, said, "Listen, don't let it bother you, despite what certain people in this room might think, we were the key players in it, and if I know it didn't mean anything, and you know it didn't mean anything, then that's all there is to it." Derrick probably was getting the wrong ideas in his head, and Danny was horny as hell as he was drunk again, along side with Rony, who asked me to feel Vic's growing stublyness.
It's wrong, but it's all in my head so what does it matter, that I don't really like Eve, because shes's their cousin and she can...just. She's their cousin.
It's sad how Shirley is so entrapped under Rony as evident as Shirley who is a proud and independent woman, BEGGED and pleaded with Vic not to tell Rony about the whole social networking thing.
I know it's not his fault, and he didn't do it on purpose, and of all things, I should have and I did know better, but he makes me feel so unloveable and unwanted.
So, lesson learned, second time, makes things worst, not better.
At least with misconstrued ideas at the Yan's.
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A mix between le sigh and ew
Do you know how difficult it is to not get irritated at your friends because they're your only connection to someone else you do want to see?
When I told Kai this, she turned around and said with a cheeky smile, "Like Wilson?" which wasn't the person I was I was referring to, though if I wanted to, I could call out Steve, not that I would because Kai would disown me, so that's an exnay on that particular line of thought.
But no, I meant more in terms of the older Yan sibling who said she'd go with me to speed dating only to take it back.
I wanted to ask her what changed her mind, but she drew back evern quicker and said she never made that assumpation in the first place that she'd go with me, even though I quite clearly remember her saying this 2 weekend ago.
She needs to get over Rony. I don't understand what the stunts she pulled last time was meant to prove. She kept saying things like she needed to find a good quality man who knew what he wanted instead of one that keeps playing around, but Rony doesn't care, and might not have understood at all being quite drunk at that time.
And she still screens her number and calls his house, as evident that I saw when she called him when we were at Hiro's. Well, actualyl, I don't know who she called really, but I know she blocked her number, but who else would she need to do that to, and who else's number would she have memorized if not his?
But she snapped at me, and said she doesn't decide on anything till last minute, which is a trait I freaking hate, but I just gritted my teeth and said it was fine.
Because if I burned the bridge with her, that means I'll never get a chance to speak to Vic.
And the other Yan sibling told me she does her own thing, seeming to say without words that she doesn't need me butting in her life.
I've seen the BBQ pictures and I can't help but wonder if she doesn't disclose Jason's name to me or his picture because she feels like I would judge her and holds back on PDA because of that for in the pictures were evident, she enjoys PDA just fine. And ew because someone on okc just told me they wanted to have sex with me. That's disgusting.
Blogging at work makes your screen look a little blurry and might make your words a little incoherent.
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So close, and yet so far away
It's a familar rant I have. Or rambling of things you can't change.
Janice is a (supposebly) a very good friend of mine. Sometimes we drift apart, sometimes we're close.
But I think its a bad sign when we can't even keep up a conversation online.
Since she doesn't like me prying into her personal life, given how very little she tells me, but how much she tells our other friends, I try not to ask about that. So we talk about work, but she gives me very blunt answers.
I've gotten better conversation with someone in the elevator.
Le sigh.
So that's why it's so close but really, so far away.
I was previously excited about my non-committal coffee rendezvous with Jim but this totally brought me down. But for a quick update with that, a non-committal (his words, not mine) coffee rendezvous with Jim Saturday, a chat with Andrei next Thursday, and normal messaging with Eric.
Not a bad sort of order to things.
Oh, and sometime last week, I thought I saw the guy who saw my profile and ignored my message, so sort of funny thing that.
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Waiting
You keep me waiting.
Why? Because I'm crazy and over analyze everything my friends mention about you.
Even EJ said that she felt like we were suppose to meet up today or something.
And as I sit here, my anticipation of getting a phone call to get up and get dressed dwindles, and I can safely assure myself that, "I am an idiot."
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Spendless Weekend
I have a huge lingering feeling that I'm suppose to be doing something tomorrow. Something with the Yanny yans, but as one yan said that she's going to Dorney, and the other Yan said we weren't doing our weekly thing, I'm suddenly faced with a useless weekend.
It's not last week, because I was in Cali last week visiting my sister and spending the COLDEST 4th of July in San Francisco.
I think it might have to do with Patricia asking me when I was free from three weeks ago, my somewhat side promise that we'd all hang out again and get drunk in the car ride on the way home and EJ commenting on how we usually see each other about once a week.
As if it wasn't enough of Shirl to keep asking me what I felt about Vic, EJ told me she had a conversation with Ronny that indicated that Vic would talk to me about it.
"What?"
"Yeah, he asked about you and when I said you were in Cali, he said something like 'oh yeah, Vic's in Jersey too' And he also said something about Vic remembering what happened, and that'd he talk to you about it."
"What? When were you planning on telling me?"
"...When you got back. :D"
"What else did he say?"
"I don't really remember."
Insanity, do I become it?
Oh, and Pui asked me over for movies, and Kai asked me over but I knew that they were meeting Mimi tomorrow, and I did not wish to participate in that.
Also, a very large (I'd say maybe 45%) am hoping to be at Shirley's tomorrow.
Went to see Andres and Bonnie who turned out to be sick today, and they wouldn't let me in the building. Andres! The drink had MILK in it! D:
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Snuggle party
There's this, well, not exactly a social phenomenal, but there's this social...development for lack of a better going around the city called a snuggle party. (Note: Not the real name, but I can't remember what it's called and am a bit too lethargic to look it up right now) wherein adults snuggle together, there's no promise or no intention of sexual advancement, and it's just for a comfort level.
But before we get to that, we have to rewind a bit.
On Friday, I met up with EJ and Jan even though I tried to avoid them previously, and they dropped their last minute bombs and I tried on a bit more then several outfits before going back to my never fail skinny jeans suspecting some sort of clubbing adventure later that night.
I felt like an tire throughout most of the day, and Jan really belongs in California with her whole, "I don't like to return things. It makes me feel a little ashamed or something" while looking for a clear bra strap. And as it turns out, I was correct in my estimation when we did end up once again, going to Hiro which as I type this, I think I already wrote about on a previous entry, and lo and behold I did already.
Saturday was stifling because it was so hot in the house, and when Shirley asked what I was doing later that night, I said probably nothing, which later resulted in them calling me out and a pre introcution to Vincent (Victor?) Rony's cousin who when I asked if he was cute, said himself he looked like a money under Shirley's screen name.
When Shirley asked me for my address, and I told her Wilson already knew where I lived, she replied Rony and his cousin were going to pick us (EJ and I, otherwise without EJ I probably would not have went) up.
Introduction to Luther, who I want to call Houston and whom I mistaken for another one of Wilson's large friends, and drinks throughout the night except only one drink for me, the beginning shot because I can't handle my liquor as my quickly turning red face would attest for.
EJ got really sick and ended up throwing up in the flower bush which Luther helped her up for, and then later on his pants but she said that was because he kept rubbing her back and that encourages people to vomit it all up.
He said, he would only do it for her because she was cute, and then somewhere along the line, she started to cry really hard all of a sudden, while the rest of us stood outside with her, the guys sort of b-boy battling it out and Danny drunkly asking people if they wanted to party.
But before we knew about how sick EJ was outside, Shirley and her had went up for something, and then Rony, Danny and I were just club dancing in the basement.
While loitering around outside, and giving EJ and Hou-not Houston, Luther time to themselves, or wandering away actually EJ became a little more lucid and refused to call him Oppa and both Rony and Danny took turns lifting me up we were squatting around the place, and I didn't want to sit on the ground for fear of ants, and Shirley let me sit on her lap.
Somewhere along the line, I fell lopsidedly out and she told me to sit on Vic's lap (whose name I can't really remember if it's Victor or Vincent, though I think it's Victor) but I ended up sitting on the ground and sorta leaning against him, him sitting cross legged and me sitting side saddle without the horse.
We managed to transport EJ back inside, and somehow our plan to go home kept getting pushed back, and around 6ish, everyone started falling asleep, so we moved the party, minus Danny and Luther who left without saying goodbye, upstairs without Vic who fell asleep on the couch downstairs even though I asked if we should wake up him because I don't think their grandma would have kind words for him.
Upstairs, with EJ taking the outer edge, we slept in horizontal lines with her, then Rony, Shirley and myself. Sometime later when I got up to pee, I found Vic wandering around, and sleepily ushered him into the room.
He was sitting in the chair when I came back, and we told him there was room, which I moved back closer to the bookcase, so he ended up between myself and Shirley. Initially, he put his butt all up my crotch in order to fit, but with some more turning, we ended up sleeping on his left side facing me.
Slept for a bit, and when the group woke again, it was around 10ish, but since the majority of the party was hung over, we went back to sleep with Vic and I doing alot of the "classical guy sleeping with girl romantically moves" but me sleeping against the crook of his neck made it hard for him to breathe with my random hair flying about and I don't can't really recall what we did, but the group managed to go back to sleep again even though Shirley kept saying how cute we were.
Then awoken again, we shifted and back to sleep. Somewhere along the line Rony got really cold so we turned off the AC, "Why are you guys really cold?" "No, not all of us, but the loudest one is." and turned on the fan.
Then it got really hot, and Shirley got out of the puppy pile, and told Vic to move his ass over, so we could have more room.
Then later people started to get up, and go back to sleep, and so while being more coherent but not awake, Vic and I were able to spread out more. Spread out again, with him putting a pillow on my lap and him sleeping on it, and EJ sleeping on top of him, and Shirley on top of her.
Rony complained of getting tired, so going back to sleep, we someone how managed to go back to sleep again as a collective group though I don't recall how, though Vic told me to move over and I said no because I couldn't, and then looked over and said, "No, I don't want to" so he said move over and he took my place up against the bookcase.
I could see why his arm kept falling asleep, it's hard to move them without alot of room to maneuver and still keeping the other person still in your line of sight. Then I just turned over, and we did a spooning thing, getting closer and closer until he just put his arm over my waist.
EJ had crawled out before, and while asking her she was okay, drifted back into sleep not sleep, but when Rony said he wanted to go home, after I had got up and went to the bathroom, we stayed for a little while more and then all packed it up and went home.
So snuggle party that didn't mean anything, and I know it doesn't mean anything, since Rony said his type of girl is like "Janice but x2" but why am I a little reluctant to answer profiles on oKc?
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