Everything is really good. Too good! I'm in panic mode a little bit. Waiting for the shoe to drop or something. I have never had anything in my life like this. This is exactly the kind of thing I run from because I don't think I deserve it. But, don't worry...I'm trying everyday to get control of myself and realize I do deserve it, and that maybe it won't end horribly...I've had a panic attack everyday this week. But I'm not going to run away. Even if it means I have a panic attack every single day until I can get used to this. If you've read this blog long enough, you know that with my past relationships I don't have a lot of trust, hope, faith, anything left in men...but I'm trying. I never do what's good for me. But I'm 31 years old damn! It's about time I do! I wish I could say more. Maybe I'll have to do the whole invite people to my blog privacy thing so I can.
I went out Friday night, and....I met someone. We really, really hit it off. I think some of you who know me really well would be shocked at how good looking he is. His name is Paul, he's 29, and he's only been in San Antonio for about a week. Anyway, we talked all night, I drank a little too much, and so did he, so the night didn't actually end that well because there was an argument between him and Andrea. I thought he was a little rude, and also maybe he would be scared off. But we were texting last night, and we're going to meet up next Friday. I really do think he should apologize to Andrea first though. Although, I'm so green with this dating thing...I almost think that's too much to ask when you're getting to know someone. I don't know, you tell me. Saturday I pretty much did nothing but recover. And then Sunday, Andrea, Gabby, and I went hiking. We did a Level 4 out of 5 trail for an hour and a half. I'm not sure how many miles it...
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