The Blog of melody08

So my day was pretty normal. I got up, went to work, blah blah. Sabrina came and brought me a lovely cake as a going away/birthday thing. I hid upstairs so not everyone would know about it. :)

When I got off at 6, Drew came to see a movie with me. I changed, handed in my vest and bowtie. We went to McDonald's and came back. It honestly felt a bit strange walking into doors marked STAFF ONLY when I knew that as of 6 I was no longer employed there, lol. But I needed a table to eat at and the only ones were upstairs. Plus, my cake was upstairs and we wanted some. It had delicious icing. :)

We hung around for a bit since the movie didn't start until 7:30. So around 7:15 we went into the theater, to discover the film had already started. We walked back upstairs to talk to shift leader Aaron, and he apparently thought it was supposed to start at 7:00 and wouldn't restart it for us, so we missed the first few minutes. But it was ok.

The movie was actually good. Quite gross at some points, and very... R-rated, lol. I did laugh out loud and would recommend it to anyone with a dirty sense of humour.

During the movie Drew and I were cuddling (as we normally do during movies) and he started kissing my neck and shoulders. My top has kind of a wide opening at the top... Dunno how to explain it really. Not off the shoulder, but close. It was really nice, and he had his arms wrapped around me and everything. Only thing was, he's a loud kisser. I was afraid we were being too noisy for everyone else. And since I'm talking about his kissing, I might as well mention he's just a bad kisser in general. He just practically eats my face! And it's never long kisses, just a bunch of rapid ones. He's like a machine gun loaded with kisses that I can't stop. I might be able to turn my head and he'll move to my neck and chest, but it's still just a bunch or rapid kisses that I can't stop for anything. It gets kind of annoying after a while.

ANYWAYS, back to the movie. So, while he was kissing my neck and whatnot, I had my hand on his thigh, and after a while eventually moved my hand to his boner. I was afraid of making him uncomfortable since I couldn't get him to take off his jeans the other day, but he didn't seem to have a problem with me touching his boner through his jeans, so I just did that. At least I got some idea of what I was missing!

Blah blah, the movie ended, we went to leave, btu I needed to get my cake from upstairs. So I came back down, and Drew was helping move some boxes in the lobby, and I needed to find something in my purse (that actually turned out to be in my pocket the whole time, but not the point) so i set my cake on top of a box, and put my purse next to it, rummaging through it. Next thing I knew, I had accidentally knocked my cake onto the floor. :( I only had one piece. But that didn't stop Drew from eating what was left of it. Ick!

Then on the ride home, he just randomly tells me his Fall Formal is next weekend. I was just like, "Oh, well isn't that great timing?" I figured I might be able to fly back NEXT Thursday and leave the Sunday after that, that way I could go to the dance and all that. I would like to do that, cause it seems like fun. Also, it would be funny to walk back into the theatre next weekend and have people be like, "Wait! I thought you left!" Ha ha.

So we got back to my place, and luckily he had left his blanket here the other day so I had a reason to invite him inside and up to my room. I convinced him to stay for a bit. We got to making out on my bed, an di really wished it had gone further, but he had to leave too soon. But he did tell me a couple things before he left. One of them being I was beautiful, which was very nice to hear since he's never complimented me like that before. And then he tells me he loves me. I knew I wasn't going to say it back. Let me see if I can recall this conversation...

Him: I love you
Me: You've never said that before
Him: I know. I thought about texting you
Me: Glad you didn't
(I told him never to text something like that the first time you say it)
*Bit of a pause*
Me: Why?
Him: Well you kinda told me not to text something like that
Me: I meant why do you love me?
*Pause*
Him: How do you answer something like that?
Me: Well if you really love me you should be able to find a way

Then he was gonna go all Shakespeare on me, and it all kinda morphed ingto another conversation. I never said "I love you," back, because I know I don't, mainly because I refuse to. I have no idea what's gonna happen when I go home. I could never see him again. I could meet someone else. We could grow apart. All of those chances are greatly increased when you're in a long distance relationship, and I dunno if I really want to be tied down to someone I can't see often.

This makes it even harder for me because I've already decided I was going to break up with him. And he waits until my last night here to tell me he loves me! I feel like a bitch. But only a little, cause I can't really help it if I'm smart about relationships. Smarter than him anyways, since I'm his first girlfriend.

Ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!