Men are Bewildering

So Brandon and I talked, again... And he doesn't want me to wait for him. He doesn't know how long it will take, and whether or not either of us will feel the same in the end. So I'm not waiting, this guy Rodrigo, who helped me jump my car like a week ago, invited me to a concert, so I'm going... As my roommate Marshall, which is the nickname I've given her, put it, if another guy wants to wine and dine me, why not let him? It's not like Brandon's going to do it anytime soon, so why not have fun? She's a genius. Brandon and I are still freinds, good freinds, but he says not to wait for him, so I won't. I'm still going to his party on Saturday, but he says he's there as a single man, so I shouldn't get jealous if he innocently flirts with other girls, which I won't. In fact, I'll probably be flirting too. So blah blah blah.

Waiting...

So the waiting thing is hard, but I'm getting through it, one day to the next, or more like one hour to the next, I'm learning to be not-clingy, its a work in progress. Its going OK. I just need to be optimistic and stay busy. . . . :-)


Oh and my chem exam was today, it went well I think, I know I got one wrong but most of the other ones still seem correct... I'll know in a day or two, wish me luck!