Have you ever...?

Okay, so, no, I'm.....well, on second thought, lets start this up with some......

*drum roll please*

.....HAVE YOU EVER....??

Lets get this party started.

Have you ever...called a family member by another name?
Have you ever...fallen up the stairs?
Have you ever...dialed a phone number and forgot who you called?
Have you ever...kept a big secret from a very close friend because you knew it would hurt them?
Have you ever...pretended to be someone's friend?
Have you ever...been confused by a member of the opposite gender?
Have you ever...thought someone liked you one minute and thought they hated you the next?

Well, those last couple really lead into my topic today. Guys. Or girls, for you guys that are reading.

Why is it that girls (or guys) always think that guys (or girls) are confusing??? Well, I know why. Its because they ARE, right? Haha, yes, indeed that is one answer. Or one way of looking at it.

So my current...situation is one intertwined with the masculine gender. One boy specifically. And if he's reading this, maybe he'll get a hint. ;]

Soooooooo...I thought this guy really liked me. We met each other in January, I think, of 2008. And then it progressed until I asked him out. Said he'd have to think, still hasn't given me an answer, I don't think. >.>

Problem numero dos is that we text like EVERY single day after I got his phone #, and he got mine. It was a mutual thing, he'd text me first one day, I'd text him first the next. Not like either person was harrassing the other.

So from this pt, things are going okay. Not great, but okay.

Then we went to Home coming together, and things started to fall apart. [YES, I asked HIM to the dance] Although I must tell you that we were already making plans to go to dinner together, we just hadn't made it "official". So I did.

So now he doesnt text as often, although he says he doesn't get all of them. Which confuses me, because his phone is new. And every one else I text gets ALL my texts fine and dandy.

Back tracking on myself, the dance was okay. When he was with me. He went off with his friends a lot, which makes sense because I don't really "dance" (if you want to call it dancing) at these things. Its more of a hip thrust into someone else's butt than a dance, really.

So no one can really blame him for wanting to dance with some...guys....i guess??

HELPPPP!!!!!

Homecoming

So. School dances. You'd think they'd be pretty lame. With all the rules and teachers and if not that, then tons and tons and tons of people. Or like none.

But even with all of that, Homecoming at my school is pretty fun. The dancing is...very...odd, but I mean, if you get a song you know, you just start dancing anyways.

I also love the whole picture thing. I mean, usually I hate pictures, but HC is a special occasion. You gotta take pics just to remember the thing. Well, probably not, but it does help.
You can take pics with family, friends, and your super special date. Which I did. ;]

And while not everything goes exactly how you planned it, things usually unfold into something thats not, say, perfect, but is pretty well put together. And you're happy.