Caelin

A few months ago, I asked my friend Jessica if she knew any single tattooed guys, and she started telling me about a friend of hers named Caelin. She described him to me and I decided it would be cool to meet him. He’s tattooed, full sleeves, in fact, which I think is to DIE for *drool*  So one night she invited him and Corey out with us. (They’re best friends, and both friends of hers.)

The first time I met him, I didn’t feel anything at all. I totally was like, he’s not my type. Oh well. I looked at him and really couldn’t picture myself being interested in him or vice versa. Her friend Michele was totally after him anyways so after awhile I just shrugged it off. Big deal. Let her have him.

Then a few weeks ago, he ended up out at the bar with Corey. Our mutual friend Tim was there and I was talking to him about how lonely I was getting and how I was tired of being alone, why couldn’t I find anyone….and then Caelin walked by.

A couple weeks went by, and still nothing happened. I’d noticed Caelin by that time, and thought he seemed cool. Still didn’t know how I felt. Then last week, Jessica arranged a coffee for me, her, Jon (her sort of bf), Caelin and Corey. We ended up at the pub hanging out. Caelin came and picked me up that night, and on the way to coffee we talked the whole time. I found out that me and him had stuff in common, which I hadn’t expected. By that time, I’d started to realize I kinda liked him. After coffee, I didn’t want to go home, so I suggested we go play pool, so that’s what we did. Jessica ‘arranged’ it sneakily so that Caelin and I were a team and it was pretty fun. Hard to concentrate on the game though. It seemed kinda weird that he seemed to be mirroring me, it could be all in my head, but when I’d cross my arms, he’d do it too even though he wasn’t looking directly at me. It was a good night. By the time Caelin dropped me off at home, I was infatuated.

A few more days went by: last Saturday night.

Kelly (my best friend) came to town to visit, and we went out to the bar. We were driving around doing stuff during the early evening, and I started telling her about Caelin and that I liked him. I knew he wasn’t coming out since he was dog-sitting for his mom for a few days but I wanted to tell her anyways. So imagine my surprise when we got to the bar and as we walked up to the bar to get a drink, there were Corey and Caelin.

We spent the night hanging out with them and a bunch of others. Kelly took Corey away to go dancing, and I didn’t know till afterwards that she told Corey she thought me and Caelin would make a cute couple, and she wanted us to talk. Me and him spent the majority of the night hanging out together. He got hit on by 3 different girls, and I found myself getting jealous but I just tried to push it away. Getting jealous over a guy who doesn’t even know I like him, sheesh. I couldn’t help it though. Guess its a girl thing. Anyways he never got overly friendly with any of them. As soon as I wanted to go elsewhere he came with me.

I’ve spent the last two days trying to decode whether he likes me or not. I was paying attention to his body language, trying to read what he’s not saying.  I just can’t figure it out. Sometimes I think yes, sometimes no no no. As we were standing waiting for Corey and Kelly to come off the dance floor so we could leave, he was standing a couple inches from me, and he stepped out of the way for someone and then ended up only like an inch away from me, and he didn’t move away. He acts all casual, and he’s such a naturally friendly guy I just can’t tell. I swear I see him looking at me out of the corner of my eye all the time. 

Me and him pretty much hung out together for the majority of the night. When we were at The Max, we were usually standing side by side and stuff. And it wasn’t like I was going everywhere he was. I was doing my own thing too, and he’d come with me when I was gonna do something, just like I’d go with him. And if we were going somewhere and I got stuck in the crowd, he’d turn and wait for me. And always opening doors for me, he’s such a gentleman.

I just can’t decode men. I’m not sure whether he’s just nice or maybe something a little more.

He’s very much my type. He’s all into the skulls just like me, he’s got piercings and full sleeve tattoos, he’s the right height, he’s a very nice guy, he’s into metal, and he’s 29 which is the right age. I can’t help but liking him. This really sucks. I could write about him forever, but this entry has to end somewhere.

I don’t want to say anything becuz I don’t want to find out he doesn’t like me. That would just suck so bad. I think I’ll just talk to Corey on Wednesday at the bar and see what he says. That’s all I can do I guess.