The song had a new meaning now, if she could re-write the lyrics. In the song, Jordan was a guy the songwriter did not like. In this story, Jordan is a guy that she DID like. This is the story.
I lay in his arms. I’m totally unaware of the time, but it doesn’t matter. It’s light now, and I’m slightly hungover, but not too bad really – I kept track last night of what I drank, so that I didn’t go totally overboard. I feel tired, hungry and thirsty. We sleep on and off, though, next to each other. When we’re awake, we hold each other. Our hands all over each other. We kiss, and he’s a good kisser. I look at him, he’s gorgeous. I feel feminine in his strong masculine arms. I don’t even know what that means really. It’s rare I feel that feminine, since I am quite a tomboy. I love having his arms around me, I love feeling his soft skin. I can feel his breathe on my face, and I can smell him, I don’t know what but he smells lovely. Hours pass, I ignore my need for food and drink, my need for this boy is stronger somehow. Finally when it’s time to leave, I hope to see this boy again. I have food and water when I get home, and I listen to music. So, if you see Jordan? Well, I’m glad I did.
The free trial ended awhile ago. I enjoyed it.
Watched “Adventureland” DVD.
Friday night was fun, no doubt about that. Including the unexpected joy of seeing James, she couldn’t turn that down. Now, it was Saturday night, and the feeling was right… Or so she thought. She met Edwin. The night was a laugh, they had a connection it seemed, even though it was the first time they had met in years. When Sunday came and went without so much as a hello since seeing her, Sally was worried that he was being a typical idiot guy. He hadn’t seemed to want only one thing only once, he hadn’t said it either. It is what they had both wanted, but they had both said they thought it could be more. Anyway, Monday came and she wanted a distraction so she went out with a mate. She then did some dancing and again had the unexpected joy of seeing James. That night, especially from seeing James, really cheered her up. No messages from Edwin, so even if he was being an idiot, it was a shame, but she had a really great time with James. She’d always had a soft spot for him, and a connection and they knew it was casual but still special. Now she knew she had both guys on her mind, at least a bit. All in all a pretty crazy weekend and Monday night, very fun and exciting (although Sunday was just spent relaxing). As for Edwin she would just have to see if he just needs space or if he just completely flaked out on her. Really though, she hopes to keep seeing James and having fun.
Watched “The United States Of Leland” DVD.
Watched “A Fantastic Fear Of Everything”, “Ever After” & “Clueless” DVDs.
I can’t find my account on Delicious, rather annoying but at least websites I frequent on a regular basis I know about. However, I have to go through more recent bookmarks I saved on the PC anyway – but there isn’t as many as there originally was.
Two people – a boy and a girl. They had secretly, or maybe not so secretly, wanted each other for a long time. They had hung out, and they had made out, but they had never gone all the way. It wasn’t just a sexual thing, infact it hadn’t been for awhile, but she knew she wanted what she had desired before, but hadn’t had chance to do. He felt the same, as he said. They just had to figure out when it would hopefully happen. The sexual tension between them was high. Before the moment they would touch, she fantasized and listened to music.
I just couldn’t believe it. He stood there in his pale blue shirt and dark blue jeans. This wasn’t the first time I had seen him, the first time was several years ago – but this was the first time I had seen him in a long time. The rain was falling hard outside, but I was warm and dry in the Cafe. Of course, he was outside, stood right outside the window, talking on his mobile phone. I was concerned the phone would get wet, but I don’t suppose he was really. Although he should have worn a coat. I sipped on my cappuccino. I’m not usually a big coffee drinker, but that evening I felt like it. It was actually quite early, it wasn’t even 6pm yet – but because it was winter, it had already gone dark. The dreary rain made it seem even later, and if I hadn’t have been drinking coffee I may have wanted to go home and get in bed, but it was actually making me feel very lively. The man walked in not long after, he was no longer talking on the phone. I figured he was probably trying to shelter from the rain. I’m glad I had worn a coat, but it was sunny earlier so that must be why he hadn’t. Soon he was walking over, I saw his drink of choice was hot chocolate with marshmellows and cream, it looked quite nice, but I was still fine I had chosen coffee. There weren’t many people in the Cafe, so when he came up to me and asked if he could sit down, I happily said OK – but I didn’t know why. Maybe he was lonely, or bored. After a short chat, he said he was sorry and had to leave, but he gave me his phone number and he was gone. As I said earlier, I had seen him before, but I had never actually chatted to him before. It was a pleasant surprise. After coffee, I walked to the bus stop to go home and I thought how I was glad I had gone to the Cafe in the rain that night.
Do you believe that women actually like “bad boys”? I used to think this wasn’t the case, but I am a bad boy, and I seem to have no trouble making women fall in love with me. I don’t mean to be bad, and by a lot of standards I’m actually good, quite harmless – but I’m selfish, reckless, I sleep around, and even though I don’t actually drink most days (at least these days) when I do, I usually drink A LOT. I’m always stuck in my own world, this is probably something to do with SELFISHNESS. I can’t help it. Anyway, I’m also devilishly handsome. Not really vain, but I admit that I am attractive. This is the reason women adore me. Yet I hop from bed to bed with little regard for their feelings. I have my own feelings, I just hide them well. I care deep down, I wish I could find the one woman for me, but I have yet to do that. My cock rules me. I know a lot of men may say/think that, but this is really the case. When I find a woman who loves sex as much as I do, we become fuck buddies. Some women are just one night stands, especially when I politely tell them I’m not looking for love, they decide it’s “All Or Nothing”, so by mutual decision we don’t see each other again. Yes there ARE SOME women out there that think you give a guy a great blowjob or have great sex that he’ll then start dating you, or whatever else you guys do in the bedroom… but it’s not true. I’m not saying that what-could-have-been a one night stand CAN’T become a relationship, it actually can (sometimes) but not always, and if the guy is a player – even being fuck buddies won’t make him one day say to you “let’s date!!”. Most women are actually aware of this, fortunately, as I don’t actually enjoy upsetting women. Some guys do, as I say – compared to some people I’m a saint. All I’m saying is, I’m a bit of a bad boy, I admit it. So yes, sometimes I find a woman who I will see several times, women who know what I’m about. If I find a girl I really like, I sometimes hope that I will one day become her boyfriend, but I wouldn’t want to upset her by sleeping with other women. Maybe, after all, I’m a good guy posing as a bad guy? Who knows? Who cares? Also, maybe I will ask that girl I’ve been fucking out on a PROPER date and see how it goes?! (I may have to stop sleeping around, unless she’s OK with it – I wonder if I could do that?)
Watched “All Good Things” and “Celebrity Juice – Too Juicy For TV 2” DVDS.
What band, or songs by a band, did you discover or re-discover most recently?
1. Did some walking.
2. Went on Wii Fit.
3. Went on a bouncy castle. That was fun, but tiring.
Went to a restaurant on my birthday, and it was nice!
It’s my birthday today (1st March), I’m 26… So I’m going to,ask some birthday related questions.
1. Do you like to do special things or do you prefer to treat it like any day, or a mix of both?
2. What is your favourite birthday themed song/movie?
3. If you have birthday meals, where have you been for some of them?
4. How old will you be on your next birthday?
5. What’s the best gift you’ve been given?
6. What’s your favourite way to celebrate?
7. Do you like to drink alcohol – a bit or a lot?
8. What is your favourite birthday memory and how old were you?
9. Do you have any favourite birthday episodes of TV shows you like?
10. When is your birthday?
Watched “Reno 911!: Miami” DVD.