a box of glasses?

So now I’m confused… Owen got me glasses for my birthday, I am now the perplexed owner of 16 drinking glasses… I mean, I understand the glasses, I obviously needed them as the drinking situation in my apartment is rather sad… I just don’t understand the gift… I’ve basically been ignoring him for the past three days since he broke up with me and he gets me a birthday present?? Guess he really does want to be friends… we’ll see.

Went to the Friday night swing dance with a bunch of people from the choir. I used my birthday as an excuse to get some people to come, as I thought they would probably enjoy it, and it was great fun. I might even have convinced a few to join up come next session. Kevin seems quite interested, although it most likely wouldn’t be with Maude… lol! She was totally there just because of my birthday, but I think she actually ended up having fun despite herself. Dancing with Mathieu was a lot of fun, although I kept expecting him to pull some harder tricks on me, guess he was being safe, but the last dance was a long one and so he ended up getting a little creative, which was fun. I’m really glad he and Émilie came out, they obviously love dancing and it had been quite a while since they’d been out. Vincent and Karl made an appearance, as did Michael. It’s always heartwarming to realise that people like you enough to come try something they’re iffy about, just because you enjoy it. I really enjoyed myself actually. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel, knowing Owen would be there and the fact that I wasn’t so much wanting to discuss anything with him, but the fact that I was there with my friends made it easy. The interesting thing was that Owen always seemed to be near by, and he kept staring at me (Kevin confirmed it, so it’s not just wishful thinking). It was a littlle unerving, but somehow powerful to feel like he was hoping I would pay attention to him. In the end, I did end up giving him back his book that he had lent me, and he took the opportunity to ask me to follow him into the office. He then pulled out a large heavy present and gave it to me… Only thing I found to say was:’ I don’t think you were supposed to get me a present.’ He looked a little confused and asked: Why? Is it weird?. ‘Well, yes, a little.’ So I got 16 glasses… so I’ll never run out of glasses.

He said that he was trying to give me space, but (and this I’m a little fuzzy on the actual words) that maybe I’d want to dance? I could hardly refuse after the guy got me a present right? And frankly, I did want to dance with him. Whatever else, we dance well together and he’s fun to dance with. So we stood and waited until the song that was playing ended, while I laughed at Mathieu and Anne dancing, they were cute. We didn’t really speak, just stood there,  when the next song came on, I asked if that one worked, he agreed and so we went onto the dance floor, and then things were good. Somehow things between us are at their best when we’re not talking, so in other words, dance and sex… sigh! Anyway, I think he’s impressed with the way my dancing has progressed, he seemed happy with my following. The dance ended, we both said thank you and I headed back to my friends. We didn’t talk again. I had Gab tell him bye as I didn’t see him as we headed out.

Finally the people left at the end were Émilie and Mathieu, Maude and Kevin, Anne, Claire and Maxime. We headed down the street to a pub to grab a beer. Had a lovely chat. Maude and Kevin gave me a lift back home, which was nice being as those glasses weigh a ton… Haha, Claire even insisted that she carry them to the car as it was my birthday and I shouldn’t be carrying them. Very cute. Other nice thing… people noticing I lost weight, very nice, And Kevin even said I looked hot. Peole seem to really like the new hair colour and cut. I thought it might be too dark, but seems to be meeting with approval, so I’m glad.

Tomorrow, or rather later today, I am off to the camping with Fred. It will be a little tough as Owen was originally supposed to be there, but Fred and I do usually have fun together, and I enjoy the singing, so it should be good for me. Just hope I don’t end up being horrible company, although frankly I feel like I’m doing rather well, all things considered… like I said, it’s just the glasses that confuse me.