L is for the way you Look at me

Alright, update for tonight. It's actually on time, which is mildly shocking. And by mildly, I mean, I didn't expect this either. Haha.

You said what now?:

Alright blogger. I'm going to lay it down for you. What I'm thinking, what I'm feeling. What's happened in the past few hours. I normally do that, but I don't know if it's ever been to this extent. So lets see how this works, shall we?

Today, I hung out with Bill and Ray for the majority of the day. As the night wore on, Tori and Dayna showed up. Followed by Morgan. Which isn't so odd, it's the usual suspects really. Bill, Ray, and I played various video games and just kinda chilled. An afternoon at Ray's apartment. Nothing really of note.

But as the others arrived we started getting closer to party time. It was a small thing, just the above mentioned people. Nothing fancy, just the 6 of us hanging out and doing our thing. We played rockband all night. Nothing fancy. I just got back a few short minutes ago.

That boy. I think he said I love you. And by "think", I mean, I know he said "I think I love you" or some such thing. I, of course, pretended to be tipsy. I'm not shocked. I'm not surprised. I'm not scared or prepared to bolt. I don't know what I am.

I think I'm more contemplative than anything. Why say that now? Why me? Why now? What? Why didn't I say "I know" like Han Solo? That would have been badass. Instead I simply replied "mmkay" and continued my tipsy performance. Why does this kid think the sun shines out of my ass?

I don't understand people. I don't understand myself. Somehow, I just never envisioned the "I love you" talk ending like this. I was prepared for an "OH SHIT, FLEE" moment. Not... this. Whatever this is. I guess I'm just curious is all. I mean, what the hell. I'm an asshole, I'm awkward, I'm mildly evil, and the list goes on. -sigh- crazy boy. What am I going to do with him?