The Weirdest Day Ever

Okay, for this post, my blog is briefly going to turn into a dating blog, like the one I read on cosmopolitan.com.

My love life has picked up dramatically in the past week; a few days ago I asked a boy out to coffee. I met him at a party in Julia's room about a year ago, but nothing ever happened because I was still in love with George. Anyways, I've been seeing him around campus all the time, so I decided to ask him out. He said yes, and then asked for my number, saying he probably wouldn't have time to call me until the end of next week, or even early next semester. Instead of a week later, he called today, two days later! Julia and I think that he followed the 2 day rule that guys seem to think is appropriate. I was so surprised that he called that I nearly dropped the phone. I hope coffee goes well, but I'm reminding myself that it's just a casual getting-to-know-you thing right now, so the stakes aren't that high. Unless, of course, I decide to seduce him in my black negligee, which is always a possibility.

In other news, just when I thought he'd finally gone away completely, TM reappeared on the radar. He joined a conversation that Stasi and I were having and walked with us over to my dorm. As we were walking, he turns to me and asks "How are things going?", to which I replied "Busy." He got a confused look on his face and then clarified: "I meant your love life." Well, alright then. It was very satisfying to tell him that I have a date next week. Later, Stasi told me that he walked over to the library with her and told her that he had handled things poorly with me. Really, TM? You think so?