The New Sense

Saturday, May 11, 2002

Lay around all day, then finally got B— to come out with Polly and Molly. Head hurts. They were on a mission, but I think I got caught by friendly fire, and the real target, B— , escaped unscathed. They just adore him. One of them would look at me knowingly/enviously/impressed while the other one was talking to him, then vice-versa. They took him to dance, and he looked back at me as they were dragging him away. He's so cute. I made some kind of 'go crazy' sign, and next thing I see him sandwiched between them, barely moving, while they wriggled up and down him.
A really cute guy hit on me while I was waiting for the bathroom, and I realised how good it felt to politely reject him, because I had B— in my life.
And here he is now.

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