drinks
2006-05-06

Ok, so I have no idea who the beautiful guy is. Maybe I never will. Maybe it doesn't matter. Cause, things are pretty good with Sabastian. Yeah, I'm not saying it'll happen again. And it was just fun. You know, nothing bad. Just making out in his car. Yeah, he's got a car.

He was the last thing I was expecting. Really, just showed up as I was getting off work. And we started talking about movies and life and how he wished his Dad was still around. He's so sentimental. Maybe that was just acting. Who knows.

He's kind of in limbo right now too. Hasn't even decide on a college yet. Everyone who's anyone knows where they are going, but me.

We went to this party that his friend was having. It was really laid back. And there was beer and tequilla, but he went for a bottle of wine instead cause most everyone was celebrating cinco de mayo so we shared a bottle of wine and chilled.

I didn't feel like me. All these poetic people around. I just got sleepy. Maybe I slept through a lot of the conversations. Wasn't much I could say anyway. Next thing I know we're kissing on the couch in somebody's basement. Then he's carrying me out. Wish it was as romantic as it sounds. Truth is, I couldn't walk, but we kept kissing. And if I don't know anything else about him, well, I know his lips. And he could have easily, you know, really taken advantage of me, but he didn't. At least, I don't think so. But then I really wasn't thinking all that much.