I have yet to move to my new apartment. Kyle has been really nice. I sent him an email asking him to help me set up the Electric and Gas accounts. I asked Michael to help me with the wording of the email. I learnt that instead of saying,
"hey Kyle, can we set up a date to set up the utilities account together?"
saying
"hey Kyle, can we arrange a time to set up the utilities account together?"
makes the sentence sound less "date-like", in the words of Michael.
Indeed, I have had problems inviting people to dinner at my apartment. Asking people out to dinner always have that extraneous semi-sexual connotation.
Tonight on my way back from Hannafords I decided to go to Dunkin Donuts to get a light dinner. I drew this after 3/4 cup of black coffee.
I uploaded it onto my facebook account partly to fish for attention - specifically Philip's attention. I felt so sophomoric, all my feelings for him felt sophomoric.
Maybe I should try actual fishing. I've never gone fishing before. My father said it wastes too much time. Now I can go fishing myself, I'll decide for myself what fishing means.
I'm typing this in Stefan's room. His smell lingers on even though he's moved out since yesterday. I suggested that we hug before I left his room. It's the end of the semester, who knows if we shall drift apart. He gave me the tightest hug we've had. I wished that we both would grow, but I couldn't see how that's possible without us growing apart.

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