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Gus & me dancing
the A23 show actually majorly sucked. I still got to chill w/ my friends, but the sound guy must've either been a) smoking crack or b) letting his 3 year old son have control of the board.
I still got to dance and chill w/ some of my friends, which was fun. It still wasn't the best night. One of my friends was being REALLY friendly while dancing with me. He kept grabbing my hand and taking me onto the dancefloor and giving me huge hugs and kisses on the cheek and forehead.
If I wasn't so into Nick, I'd totally be into the friend at the club [who will remain nameless] He's a real sweetheart, successful, loves to dance, happy, just an all-over nice guy. This was particularly a problem because I felt neglected by Nick the previous night. He had passed out on the couch and not told me whether or not it would be cool if I spent the night, etc. I tried waking him up over and over, but he just wasn't waking. He was in a pot coma, I swear, I think he smoked himself into a coma, I was seriously shaking him at one point. I figured I'd just leave, so I got my stuff, put a blanket over him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I know he was fine, he was just exhausted because we are in our last week at school and he has much to do still.
So back to the situation at hand. I felt really strange, here was this guy at the club, dancing with me, a friend of mine who is giving me all this attention and being a real sweetheart, and Nick is most likely at home, possibly even wondering what goes on at the clubs I go to.
So as the music wasn't seeming to get much better after A23 left and the DJ's began to spin, I left the dancefloor and txt msg'd Nick's AIM screenname just giving him rasberries and a tongue sticking out face.
I went back to dancing, because I figured he was away from his computer.
Then, when my friend Ali and I were ready to leave and go back to her place 'cuz we'd had enough. We left 3 hrs earlier than we normally do. We were grabbing a cab and I got some txt msgs from Nick. He was being cutesy and I explained how much the club sucked and how we were leaving.
Now you have to understand something. This boy is probably the most normal boy ever. cargo khakis, baseball t's, baseball cap, sneakers, hoodie. I am always afraid I will be scaring him. He's never seen me in any of my clubwear. I keep him and my weekend life separate. on Sat night, I didn't have much plastic in my hair, only about 90 yards, and most was black. But I still had my big claspy boots, fishnets, little black skirt w/ silver zippers and my black tanktop with the target on my left boob on. Stuff he's never seen me wear.
Nick wanted to meet up at Ali's, I was freaked. I totally thought he'd come in and be like "THIS IS THE GIRL I'M SLEEPING WITH?? YOU FREAK!" and leave. He shows up, and he just comes and sits next to me on the couch and puts his arm around me and starts running his fingers through the plastic in my hair. He was checking out my knee high boots and fishnets, too. just REALLY cuddly and lots and lots of little kisses and hugs. I showed him some pics from the club when we went back to his place and I think he realized what I wear and the attention I get, which made him want me more. We stayed up until almost 5am talking and cuddling, and then in the morning we had the bestest sex ever. love:
A great way to end such a terrible nite.
Hooray for awesome accepting boys. Just wait until he sees my cyborg pics that will be taken this summer. THEN he will be scared.computer parts, TONS of rubbertubing, silver makeup, the works.
Gus & me dancing
the A23 show actually majorly sucked. I still got to chill w/ my friends, but the sound guy must've either been a) smoking crack or b) letting his 3 year old son have control of the board.
I still got to dance and chill w/ some of my friends, which was fun. It still wasn't the best night. One of my friends was being REALLY friendly while dancing with me. He kept grabbing my hand and taking me onto the dancefloor and giving me huge hugs and kisses on the cheek and forehead.
If I wasn't so into Nick, I'd totally be into the friend at the club [who will remain nameless] He's a real sweetheart, successful, loves to dance, happy, just an all-over nice guy. This was particularly a problem because I felt neglected by Nick the previous night. He had passed out on the couch and not told me whether or not it would be cool if I spent the night, etc. I tried waking him up over and over, but he just wasn't waking. He was in a pot coma, I swear, I think he smoked himself into a coma, I was seriously shaking him at one point. I figured I'd just leave, so I got my stuff, put a blanket over him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I know he was fine, he was just exhausted because we are in our last week at school and he has much to do still.
So back to the situation at hand. I felt really strange, here was this guy at the club, dancing with me, a friend of mine who is giving me all this attention and being a real sweetheart, and Nick is most likely at home, possibly even wondering what goes on at the clubs I go to.
So as the music wasn't seeming to get much better after A23 left and the DJ's began to spin, I left the dancefloor and txt msg'd Nick's AIM screenname just giving him rasberries and a tongue sticking out face.
I went back to dancing, because I figured he was away from his computer.
Then, when my friend Ali and I were ready to leave and go back to her place 'cuz we'd had enough. We left 3 hrs earlier than we normally do. We were grabbing a cab and I got some txt msgs from Nick. He was being cutesy and I explained how much the club sucked and how we were leaving.
Now you have to understand something. This boy is probably the most normal boy ever. cargo khakis, baseball t's, baseball cap, sneakers, hoodie. I am always afraid I will be scaring him. He's never seen me in any of my clubwear. I keep him and my weekend life separate. on Sat night, I didn't have much plastic in my hair, only about 90 yards, and most was black. But I still had my big claspy boots, fishnets, little black skirt w/ silver zippers and my black tanktop with the target on my left boob on. Stuff he's never seen me wear.
Nick wanted to meet up at Ali's, I was freaked. I totally thought he'd come in and be like "THIS IS THE GIRL I'M SLEEPING WITH?? YOU FREAK!" and leave. He shows up, and he just comes and sits next to me on the couch and puts his arm around me and starts running his fingers through the plastic in my hair. He was checking out my knee high boots and fishnets, too. just REALLY cuddly and lots and lots of little kisses and hugs. I showed him some pics from the club when we went back to his place and I think he realized what I wear and the attention I get, which made him want me more. We stayed up until almost 5am talking and cuddling, and then in the morning we had the bestest sex ever. love:
A great way to end such a terrible nite.
Hooray for awesome accepting boys. Just wait until he sees my cyborg pics that will be taken this summer. THEN he will be scared.computer parts, TONS of rubbertubing, silver makeup, the works.
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