Good smokes and lots of beer. That's what happened.
And daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang, I am like a freaking giddy awkward schoolgirl! SHIT. Sobrang embarrassing.
We even managed to drop by B-Side after the jam. Nothing happened there though. Haha.
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Yes, you thought you're past that phase. After all, you're 23 and committed in a serious relationship. But by heavens, no, you are still young, feeling wild, and not so much free.
I'm hella serious when I say that I am very happy and content with my current relationship. Like they say, it's completely normal to have crushes, and I usually am an able handler of these types of attraction and temptations. I am not trying to justify this, I'm trying to figure it out. SORT OF. Like, why do I have to get all giddy and nervous when I'm around G?
I used to have a big crush on him since way back, and heaven forbid, I think it has just gotten bigger. So does he know? Of course he knows! That's what makes it so humiliating. I was so awkward last night I kept saying the wrong things and cracking the wrong jokes. I would find myself sitting stiffly, then force myself to sit comfortably. I would walk and pour beer in a Small-Wonder-Vicki robotic way. Tell me if that wasn't being Little Miss Obvious.
Plus, most importanly, C told me that he caught me ogling at G last night. EMBARRASSING. And may I just say that it makes me appear like a douche. Checking out someone when you're with your boyfriend? No, sister, that for me is unacceptable. But damn. Hot damn.
My bestfriend has been teasing me that if she could have G instead since I already have a boyfriend. I'm like, SURE! G's a great catch and nothing would make me happier if he ends up with someone who's a good friend of mine. But my bestfriend also said that it wouldn't happen, because guys like him are into the girl-next-door type, and obviously, we're not that.
I don't think it would be a problem though if C and G weren't bandmates. But they are now! They have been for a month now. I think they behead you by guillotine for breaking Bro Codes like this.
AND I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M BLOGGING ABOUT HIM!!!
Aw, shiiii---
