..last thursday I went to DV8 as I mentioned, and I'd also been having some lovely sleepovers with Mike and Bethany.
Sunday someone added me to their MSN. It seemed it was Tom, the other Manor House gay I'd spotted. That evening I'd just gotten off the phone with Greg when my cell phone rang and their came a knock on my door. He sat their as I felt really odd and spoke to my mother. Then I ran away to go for curry with Mike, Bethany, Ginny, Greg, Lyn(!), Thea, and Verity. I felt strange the whole time. That night we had another lovely sleepover in which Bethany ditched almost immediately and Mike left halfway through the night, allegedly embarassed. muahah
Monday night I had a dinner date with Tom. He took me out to the Green Room, a lovely bar/restaurant on Hurst St (gayland!). Afterwords we went to the Glamour Bar… sadly the drag queens were out that night. Tom bought me a drink and we started cuddling and making out. A bit later we walked around a bit and grabbed a cab back to manor house. I had another sleepover… with him. At some point in the night he asked, “does this make us boyfriends?” I responded I would very much like that.
I was late to breakfast the next morning and without a shower or change of clothes, but I did have a lovely bath… That evening (Tuesday) I went bowling with the LGBT. Lots of lesbians (lol) calling me tofu. For some reason I'm reminded of last year. We left early as Tom was bound to break his wrist. He paid for the cab home again. I must note that the bowling alley was a giant entertainment complex with a dance floor, arcade, authentic AMERICAN pool and AMERICAN bar and grill. Tom spent the night in my room. This morning I ran to breakfast for a few minutes and left Tom at breakfast with Mike and Bethany. I hope that went over alright.
I want more sleepovers (with Mike and Bethany involved!). I want to see other friends. I miss the sausage… which I went to three times on Saturday. This relationship has been going two days and it is crazy and it is everything I have wanted for so long. My time sense is incredibly distorted. It's beautiful and overwhelming. Tom is amazingly beautiful, very tall and extremely skinny with no body hair to speak of. He's 18 and English. heeehee. His course is Bioinformatics–biology, genetics, and computer science. He's got a leather jacket that he wears everywhere. I heart him, I heart him a lot.
I think we're going to a birthday party tonight. I want to do homework or just watch a movie. I've been putting off lots of things.
Like phoning people and writing letters. I've been working on a letter to Steph for nearly two weeks now. Our two year anniversary was last Friday. *swoon*
This sudden bout of good fortune seems undeserved. So much of England has been incredibly amazing, and I've felt guilty for feeling depressed. I'm too busy and “involved” now to be sad.
It's so nice to be able to fall asleep next to someone. I just need to integrate Tom into my American world as I'm being inserted into the University gay world. Being the only American is intimidating. I wonder if I can skip out on DV8 this Thursday… or.. bla. All that I figured would happen in a relationship is. And it's only Wednesday. ahahahahaha. new, young love at its finest
It's all faaaaaabulous. I love all of you desperately.
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