Saturday, April 30, 2011

Prom Day

Hey,

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I went to the beach last weekend and haven't really had much update-worthy events going on so I decided to wait a while until something came up.

On vacation with my family, I found time to walk around the main city part of the beach by myself, giving me the chance to stare at soooo many hot guys! I mean, it's not that I can't look when my parents are around, it just feels more awkward. I didn't talk to any though, sadly. However there was this one incident when I was in one of those junk stores and I saw this really cute guy standing around. I don't really know the best way to describe him. He had similar facial features to Cole Sprouse when he was younger and brown hair. He was about 14-16. Anyways, I made eye contact with him when I walked in. When he saw me looking I looked away and began to look at the clothes. I turned around and saw him walking in my direction "shopping" too. I continued to walk, and he continued to follow, even when I made turns around the aisles and displays. I stopped to "look" at something, and he came pretty close to me and we made eye contact again. But then he turned around the corner. He looked as if he were about to say something but then chickened out. I can't blame him though, I wanted to say "Hi" so badly. I continued to wander around and kept him in my site, but he eventually walked out with his dad. Oh well... I guess I missed out on an opportunity. That tends to happen a lot.

Good news (sorta) from Mikey. I messaged him on Facebook Tuesday apologizing for if I had said something that weirded him out (asking to hang out over spring break). He responded Wednesday afternoon saying he never got that text and his computer had broke. I'm not sure how much I believe that, but whatever. It's not like I only sent one text, I sent 3. Oh well, it's better than nothing from him at all. At least he isn't mad at me.

Tonight is prom, and I'm going with friends. I'm not expecting anything super interesting to happen guy-wise (my friends that I'm going with are all girls), but you never know. I'll give you an update soon letting you know.

Oh, and I have been getting messages from people saying that I'm a 40-year-old pedo. If you don't believe that I'm really 17, why even bother reading?

-Tristan

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