Home for the Holidays

I'm so glad to be home. Not really. I came home and no one was here. It being a Tuesday, and me being a college student, it had completely slipped my mind that normal people in the real world have to work. I didn't want to come home and I should have listened to my instincts and came home tomorrow. Oh well, it's a little late now.

Saturday night, after A* and I had final that morning we drinking in J^'s apartment. J^ and I refused to talk about school. We just wanted to enjoy the peace after the battle of finals with a little alcohol. A* is an interesting man. He is optimistic and wants to believe the best in people but is constantly disappointed. I don't really know why he insists keeping this thought process when it hasn't worked out so well . A* is not interested in a relationship. Awesome. I don't want one either for pretty much the same reasons. No time, don't really want to deal with someone clinging or just not understanding the lifestyle.

A* and I have had our off and on flirtatiousness and it's been mostly on lately. I was staying at J^'s apartment and while we filling the air mattress he came back to her room. He ended up on her bed as J^ had laid down in my bed. I then laid on top of A* and he wrapped his arms around me. He held me. I didn't feel anything for him but it just felt nice to be held. That's about all that's worth mentioning.

Today, A called me. Just to say hello. What does that mean in simple persons mind? Probably just that. I need to stop over analyzing so much.