Apr 12 2010
“I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud”
3:04 AM | Friends | Movie | Music | Life | 8 comments
Friday I got off work early, so I went up to Berkeley and watched How to Train Your Dragon with Wally, Raymond, and Justin. It was a very cute movie. Probably not good enough to be on the top movie list or anything, but certainly very enjoyable and deserved to be watched in the theater. Honestly, I really wasn’t planning on watching it at all, but Johnny kept talking about it on his tumblr and I got curious. I’m glad I watched it though. We were supposed to get dinner Wednesday night, but he totally flaked out on me. I was very disappointed ‘cause I was really hoping to hang out with him, and I was also mad at myself for getting depressed over it. He replied the next day saying he didn’t get my message and set up another time to hang out on Friday. I half-heartedly agreed but honestly I didn’t think it was going to happen. I just don’t get the vibe that he genuinely wants to hang out with me. Since I got off work early on Friday I made plan with Wally, and then he texted me about the dinner. I was tempted to head back down to south bay to go to dinner with him, but staying with Wally just seemed easier. Maybe it’s just not meant to be. Maybe next time. If it’s meant to happen, it will. I guess.
After the movie, we went over to Eric’s place to hang out. He had a little get-together and a bunch of people were over. One of his friends knows card-readings and he was giving everyone a reading. What he said about my reading totally freaked me out. The two face cards were facing each other, so the guy I was thinking about has also thought about me romantically as well, but even though I’m ready for a relationship and I’ve put my heart out there, he’s just not ready for one and there are other things he has to work out first. My prolonged interest in him has also made things a bit awkward between us. I usually don’t believe in or pay much attention to superstitious things like this, but that reads like the story of my life. I was consciously thinking about Johnny, but somehow it sounded more about Wally. I don’t know, and it doesn’t matter. This could be said about any of the boys I liked. I’m always putting myself out there; always too eager while everyone else is being reserved. Things always end up getting awkward one way or another. Or maybe it’s all in my head; maybe I just get way too sensitive over the little things.
The rest of the weekend was a good distractor though. The Davis boys organized a scavenger hunt in downtown San Francisco on Saturday. I met a lot of people there and it was fun walking around Chinatown and doing goofy missions at Union Square. Sunday night was the Mayday DNA World Tour concert. Wes, Wally, Wayne, Mason, and I all got tickets to go months ago. I think Wayne and I were the only two who were really excited about it though ‘cause we actually listen to Mayday’s music, while the rest just got dragged along by us. I was really looking forward to it, since it was my first real big concert. Even though the atmosphere and the crowd were great, it is still a bit underwhelming for me in Mayday’s standard. Perhaps I just had too high of an expectation because of all the live concert DVDs I’ve seen of them. This is a relatively small venue for them after all. I had fun though and I’m certainly glad I went.
