Awkward PDA’s (and how to avoid them)

So I’ve had a few marks back for the self-confessed crap I was turning in under the guise of “coursework” last term and I did ok – 60-60% for the exam and 65-70% for the essay. High Pass marks, just short of the distinction range of grades. Not bad. I had an exam yesterday too. Didnt do too badly, I think I got at least half of the marks, but the pass mark is at least 60% so I’ll need to wait and see.

I did end up seeing PBM at the night out on Saturday, and he was a bit weird. Firstly everyone I met kept saying “PBM is here! Have you spoken to him yet?!” No “hello” first, just “Have you spoken to him yet?!” I was gonna kill my friends. Anyway, we were in the bar for an hour or so, during which I just chatted to other people and played it cool. It wasnt until we were in the cloakroom queue at the club that we first spoke. he apologised for sending me a random text, (which I never recieved – I assumed it was just an excuse to break the ice,) and we spoke awkwardly for a bit, before I scurried away to dance and get much more drink inside me before I next spoke to him. Eventually he didnt really speak to me again until he was leaving. The impression I had gotten was that he wasnt into me and it was just a drunken snog at Hogmanay like many others he probably had that night, but then he leant down (he’s much taller than me,) and I thought he was going to say something, when he just stuck his tongue in my mouth and to tried and remove my tonsils. I didnt want to freak him out by shoving him away, (I do quite like him) but I am very much against Public Displays of Affection (PDAs). I could see from the corner of my eye all these people elbowing their mates and pointing, which is never a good thing. I gently pushed him off and tried to swap numbers but he misunderstood and kissed me again. Bah!

I ended up leaving the club early – around two-ish and chatting to my flatmate on the way home whilst we ate chips. She is far too enthusiastic about my prospects and says Im no longer invited to the party (in my own flat) on Valentine’s Day for singles only. I told her to shut up and eat her chips. Chips I wasnt meant to be eating either cause Im supposedly on a diet. PBM is much slimmer than me and I’m paranoid.

*NEWS JUST IN!* He just texted me and asked for a date. I think I just accidentally deleted it.