So this morning I'm feeling a bit weird.
I definitely picked up a midi last night (a midshipman on leave from the naval academy). My friend and I met up with two of them in the quad on the way to watch 16 Candles with Alyssa. We talked for them a while, couldn't direct them to any alcohol, and then took them with us to the movie. My friend sat on one of the beds with Lou, and I curled up in a tea-cup chair with Brandon. We were talking, instead of watching the movie though, so we ended up watching some Simpson's episodes. All this was weird enough, although he was a nice guy. We then walked my friend back to her dorm because she couldn't find her key, and ended up staying there. She and Lou went up to her room and disappeared, and my mid and I went down to the common room, which was empty, and sat on a couch and talked for a few hours. He slept there, and I was lying down with him, but I decided against staying. Nothing would have happened if I had stayed, if only because it was a common room, and people have to walk through it to get out of the dorm. But I was like, dude, I've never done
anything like this before (as in pick up random guys and sleep with them, sleep as in sleep, not as in fuck them) But then, it was 4 in the morning, and I was tired, and he was drifting off to sleep, and the couch was narrow, and I was like, okay Emma, will-power. So I was like, okay, I'm going to bed, and I left him there. But we exchanged emails first. So now I've got a midi's number (essentially) and I don't know what to do with it. And I'm feeling a bit unhappy with myself. But I was definitely lucky with the guy I picked up (who picked up me?) because he was really nice, and not pushy, and intelligent. Republican though. And a midi.
My only real regret of the evening though, is that I didn't get a chance to steal his cover. (his hat...having a midi hat is a real prize...but I didn't want to get him in trouble, and they have to pay for new ones, so I would have felt really guilty) But still.
I feel a bit slutty. But I didn't sleep with him. And I talked to him for a few hours before I kissed him. And really, all we did was cuddle. So it's not a big deal. But still.
So sorry for a long post...I'm sure some of you will be
shocked at me...and others of you will laugh at my naivete. But that's okay. What else are blogs for, anyway?
