draw the line

Hope everyone had a good Holiday! Mine was great until we had to bring my sister back to the airport on Christmas day! But I got the 3rd season of the Office among other things, so awesome!
A lot has happened since my last entry..well..kinda..
I have hung out with Tim a few more times..
After the the first night we hung out, I was sure it would never happen again. The last day of class was awkward with him, and then he deleted his FaceBook which I took as a for sure sign that I was not going to talk to him again. So I got over that and just kind of said, whatever. But then a few days later he texted me said we should go hang out again. So we did, went to O’Garas in St. Paul, which was really really fun. We were there for almost 3 hours again, and this time when we were leaving, he gave my a hug.
So that was that. Friday my sister was supposed to come home, but missed her flight in Detroit. I decided I had to go out and do something because I was really really pissed. Tim called and said I should go with to his friends apt. So I did. It was so much fun, I met a few of his friends and his brother and just hung out, I was just comfortable and not nervous at all. So then we went to the bar downstairs after that and had a couple more drinks. He was being really touchy, like on the way to the bathroom he kept like grabbing my back. So he walked me to my car afterwards and held my hand. and when I gave him a ride to his car, I could tell he wanted to kiss me, but nothing happened.
So after that, I have this a lot of thought. I know he has a gf, and even though he is going to break up with her, I am not going to be that girl. I know that if I let something happened, I am going to be the one to get hurt, and I dont want that.
So tonight when we hang out, I am going to draw the line and tell him that. i don’t care if his girlfriend is the biggest bitch in the world, I am NOT that girl.
So we’ll see. It feels good to be going out and meeting new people again though.
I had a defining moment with Erik the other night.
I was at dinner with him, his dad, his brother and Mark, and as I was looking around the table, listening to his dads drunken comments, I knew. I knew that we were never going to work again. I knew that no matter how much he wanted to, or how much time we took, we could not get back together.
It was such..such a relief? I mean now I just know..I don’t have that "what if’ thought it my head anymore. It was really strange and great at the same time.
week and a half left of break..
what can happen?

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