Traffic in this area hates me. When I drove to Philly the weekend before last, it took roughly 2 hours longer than it should have. Coming back, it only took an hour longer. But the time in Philly was totally worth it. Jason took me to the art museum in Philly and then down by the water behind the museum. It was very romantic, but I didn't let him kiss me, though it was very obvious he wanted to. I didn't want to kiss him unless we were officially in a relationship.
However, that did not last long, because I kissed him Sunday afternoon while we were watching a movie. He had been trying so hard to control himself while we made lunch together (chicken tacos) that I couldn't help it and just gave in. His reaction was great, haha. He was not expecting it at all.
Nothing much happened the rest of the week. I went to work and literally did nothing. On Friday, Bekah and I went to a political comedy show, then went to some of the museums in DC Saturday afternoon. That evening, Jason came over for dinner and we walked around the national mall where he asked me to be his girlfriend and I said that I needed more time. I got burned pretty badly last time I got into a relationship and I want to be sure of it this time. Actually, what I really want is to be in love with someone before I enter into an official relationship with them. Is that too much to ask? I feel like it is possible, btu I don't know if it is fair. I might end up dragging Jason around and never fall in love with him. I do like him though.
He and I are going to try to meet up in Baltimore Thursday night to go dancing and I'm pretty nervous, since I've never been to a nightclub. I don't think the cowboy one counts in Orlando as a "real" nightclub. Also, when Mary comes into DC this weekend, Jason and his friends are planning on taking Mary and I to NYC on Sunday, then Philly Monday. On Tuesday, I'll get around to taking Mary into DC and then Wednesday will probably be Old Town and such. It's gonna be a full weekend =).
Oh, and Jason got tickets for me and him to see Kings of Leon Thursday, August 5. They are lawn seats, which Jason says he likes 'cus you can sit on a blanket and talk and let the concert be more background.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Not a Funny Dream
I think my worst fears have shifted, which is both exciting and sad.
First, the fact that there are other fears competing with my fear of gaining weight is great for my recovery, but that one of those competing fears is that my sister will commit suicide is quite unsettling. I dreamed last night that my mom and I were walking around our neighborhood on an evening stroll. We were talking about how we had not seen Mary in a couple of days when a neighbor kid said, "I know where she is..." and took us to a lake in someone's backyard. He then said that her body would come up to the surface in a few minutes. It became clear to my mom and I what had happened and I fell to me knees and began to hysterically scream and cry, but I was so upset I could not even make a sound or move.
When she came up, she was alive and started laughing at the "funny" joke she had played on us. I am so glad that was only a dream.
First, the fact that there are other fears competing with my fear of gaining weight is great for my recovery, but that one of those competing fears is that my sister will commit suicide is quite unsettling. I dreamed last night that my mom and I were walking around our neighborhood on an evening stroll. We were talking about how we had not seen Mary in a couple of days when a neighbor kid said, "I know where she is..." and took us to a lake in someone's backyard. He then said that her body would come up to the surface in a few minutes. It became clear to my mom and I what had happened and I fell to me knees and began to hysterically scream and cry, but I was so upset I could not even make a sound or move.
When she came up, she was alive and started laughing at the "funny" joke she had played on us. I am so glad that was only a dream.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Date in DC
Last night I had a date ith a friend of a friend. He is from Philly and he met me when he visited my friend in KY and went to Riverhouse Prom. I also met him when he came to pick me up to bring me to the Jersey shore for 4th of July weekend (just a few hours after I got into the DC area and unpacked).
He took me to Georgetown to a nice restaurant in Georgetown with white linen table cloths and nothing under $20 on the menu. After dinner, we walked around and explored some shops, then got icecream and walked down by the river. He got me home around 9:30pm and it was a nice evening overall.
However, when we got back to my place, his car wouldn't start and it began to pour buckets. It was exactly like a torrential downpour in Florida, almost hurricane-like. Eventually we got his car started, but then my battery was drained and he couldn't get mine started again. It was still raining and I was in my PJs watching from the apartment stairwell and eating cereal. I felt bad and so offered the couch in my apartment to him. He spent the night and tried to get my car started in the morning. Miracle of miracles, my car started in the morning. Apparently, due to the rain and darkness and stress, he hadn't connected my battery correctly to the cables the night before when he had tried to jump it.
He offered to drive me to the metro so I did not have to take the bus, since I had let him sleep on the couch and he didn't have work that day.
I might see him this weekend. I am thinking about driving to Philly Saturday evening and going to church with him on Sunday morning. He is an outgoing kind of guy who seems to be the life of the party and is always doing crazy stuff. At the same time, he is a devoted Christian and has no problem speaking about his personal relationship with Christ or the changes that God is making in him. He also is a pre-law student, wants to be a constitutional lawyer, and pays for a lot himself (car, gas, insurance, enterntainment, etc). I wish he was a little more in shape. He is kind of on the heavy-side.
My mom says to give it 6 dates and then make a decision. I am definitely on the fence. I don't feel any crazy magnetism towards him or desire to be physically intimate with him, but idk if that's a sign of much. I just don't want to lead him on though.
He took me to Georgetown to a nice restaurant in Georgetown with white linen table cloths and nothing under $20 on the menu. After dinner, we walked around and explored some shops, then got icecream and walked down by the river. He got me home around 9:30pm and it was a nice evening overall.
However, when we got back to my place, his car wouldn't start and it began to pour buckets. It was exactly like a torrential downpour in Florida, almost hurricane-like. Eventually we got his car started, but then my battery was drained and he couldn't get mine started again. It was still raining and I was in my PJs watching from the apartment stairwell and eating cereal. I felt bad and so offered the couch in my apartment to him. He spent the night and tried to get my car started in the morning. Miracle of miracles, my car started in the morning. Apparently, due to the rain and darkness and stress, he hadn't connected my battery correctly to the cables the night before when he had tried to jump it.
He offered to drive me to the metro so I did not have to take the bus, since I had let him sleep on the couch and he didn't have work that day.
I might see him this weekend. I am thinking about driving to Philly Saturday evening and going to church with him on Sunday morning. He is an outgoing kind of guy who seems to be the life of the party and is always doing crazy stuff. At the same time, he is a devoted Christian and has no problem speaking about his personal relationship with Christ or the changes that God is making in him. He also is a pre-law student, wants to be a constitutional lawyer, and pays for a lot himself (car, gas, insurance, enterntainment, etc). I wish he was a little more in shape. He is kind of on the heavy-side.
My mom says to give it 6 dates and then make a decision. I am definitely on the fence. I don't feel any crazy magnetism towards him or desire to be physically intimate with him, but idk if that's a sign of much. I just don't want to lead him on though.
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