Superbowl Weekend and Drama Queens

I love my friend Tanya. She is by far one of the best friends I have. Actually she’s Big’s best friend, but in the last four years that I’ve known her, she and I have become as close as her and Big. I spoke to her about what was going on with Mike and she nixed my plan of simply ignoring him and ‘forgetting’ to return his phone calls. Instead, she gave me the best piece of advice. “Just don’t let things get too serious too fats and take this for what it is.” Basically, let this play itself out. She’s really great…she kept inserting these funny comments and entertaining addendums into our conversation…so not only did she give me great advice, but she made me calm down and feel a lot better about the situtaion.

I also finally told my sister Rachel about Mike. I kind of had to, since he wrote one of my away messages…and my sister looked at it and asked me what was going on. Told her what was going on and what his reputation used to be like. She basically told me the same thing. She also added, “I was a lot different two years ago.” Which is true. So I’m not as sad as I was before, but still a little apprehensive.

This weekend was really good actually. I went out on Tuesday with Erin, I stayed in on Wednesday since I got called into work, and Thursday was amazing. Jennie, Bridgette and I decided to order in pizza and wings while watching “The Secret Window” with Johnny Depp. I’m a scaredy cat when it comes to scary movies, or even semi-scary movies, but it was a great night anyway. The three of us were just hanging out in our PJs and having fun. I’m so glad I moved into that house. It was definitely in my top five best decisions. This semester has already surpassed last semester twofold.

Friday night I was supposed to go out with Jennie and Bridgette but they were really tired. Since I had already started pregaming, I ended up going out with the Delta Iotas. (It was Delta Iota Night because Toni came up for the night). That night was my last entry. (or two entries ago…whatever). Mike IMed me on Saturday, asking if I wanted to see him. I hadn’t seen him all week, and despite the bullshit drama, I missed having him around. Not just hooking up with him, but talking to him and cuddling with him in bed.

We played Kings again that night, where I found out in ‘Never Have I Ever’ that I was the only person of the game who hasn’t had sex in a car. Mike rubbed my leg, smiling and says, “There’s always a first time.” I think he was joking….

It was a good night. Heather had asked to come over but I told a white lie and said we were leaving soon. We weren’t, but I didn’t want to deal with her drama again. I have enough of my own, thanks. The last time she came over my house, she literally threw a temper tantrum because she was in a fight with her sister. And she kept talking to my housemates while they were watching a movie, which was annoying. I felt better though, because Mike agreed with my decision to keep her and her drama away for a little while.

Jennie drove downtown to Sports Bar, where is was Senior Night. Why they were having Senior Night at the beginning of the semester is beyond me. It was also Mardi Gras Night so everyone was drunk and had a ton of beads on. It was so crowded I felt as if I’d get knocked over any second. We spent a lot of the night losing people, then walking around the bar to find them again. It was nice though, because Mike kept holding my hand and offering to buy me a drink.

I saw Erin there, who was being stalked by some guy she only went on one date with. I saw Heather and her friend….Amanda, I think it is. We hung out with them for awhile while she told me about how she hooked up with her ex-hook up buddy at 5 am when he called her at 4:30 am that morning. All I know is is that I wouldn’t even speak to my mother on the phone at 4:30 in the morning, much less yet a boy. He hasn’t spoken to her in months so why she would even allow it is beyond me. And yet she’s surprised when he wouldn’t talk to her that night. I mean, it could not have been clearer. He hasn’t spoken to her in months, calls her at 4:30 am because he wants to “talk” and then she expects what? A relationship? Although I do understand the feeling of not knowing you’re getting played. I can tell if a guy that one of my friends is involved with is using her, nut when it comes to pointing that perception at myself, I can’t.

It was basically a good night though. We ended up leaving Jennie and Bridgette at the bar because they wanted to go to the Sig Ep house and I knew that I had to be up early for Rush the next morning. So Mike and I walked back. It was a nice night so the walk was really pleasant. Taking Tanya’s advice to heart, I only cuddled with him that night. The next morning we hooked up, but it didn’t get too out of hand. 

That Sunday I went to Rush. It sucked and I left after the second round, saying that I had to work (which I certainly did not). Bridgette’s boyfriend Tim was having a Superbowl get together at his house and I wanted to go to that much more than I wanted to talk to a bunch of insipid freshman girls, asking the same questions over and over. Rushees should just wear a badge with their name, hometown, major, and dorm, so it knocks those questions out and forces you to talk about something real. I would’ve loved to talk to a girl about the latest election, or even the upcoming Green Day concert. But it was like having the conversation over and over:

What’s your major? Where are you dorming? How do you like Binghamton? Where are you from? You might’ve just stabbed me in the eye with a pencil and I would’ve felt the same. So yeah…I cut out of there early. When I got home, Jennie was still sleeping last night off so I straightened up my room before Mike showed up. He came around 4 pm amd we left for Tim’s by five-thirty.

Mike was so affectionate yesterday it kind of took me by surprise. I was ititng at my computer and he was standing behind me, playing with my hair by tucking it behind my ears and rubbing my shoulders. It felt really nice. Which reminds me of another point Tanya brought up: “If he just wanted sex, he would’ve jumped you like a bunny by now.” Although crude, I’m starting to think she may be right.

Jennie came in to talk to me as she was getting ready. Mike was sitting on my bed then and I was standing in front of him when he hooked his fingers in my back pockets and pulled me down in his lap. I don’t know, it was cute. And it felt nice.

So yeah…we left the house around five-thirty. The night was really cool. we ordered pizza and wings, Bridgette made amazing nachos, and we drank beer (I limited myself to two since I was driving). I’m not a huge football fan but I attempted to follow the game anyway. I ended up sleeping throughout most of it…hey I was tired….Mike was on the other end of the couch with me, playing with my feet and tickling me. I really love how he’s affectionate in front of other people. But yeah…it was a good night all around…very relaxing.

We lef

t at almost 10:30. I thought Mike would be sleeping over again, but he admitted to having a lot of work to do and said he’d have to go home. I was more disappointed than I let on, but I shrugged it off and said OK. Instead of waving good-bye when he left, he kissed me good-bye. And I noticed that he took off ‘single’ on his profile on facebook.com. And he had asked me earlier what I was doing for Valentine’s Day. I kept my answer vague, saying that I would be in class for most of the day. Before he left he said, “Make sure you keep next Monday open, OK?” So…I don’t know…I really like him…