Optimistic

At the end of my last post, I kind of attempted to preview what would be written in this one, and I said it was "mostly optimistic" but also kind of "goes back and forth."  Well, by recent turn of events, it's entirely optimistic.  Hooray.

So, big group went to Pink & Black Ball.  But before that, we went to another event in the Union (same night, same building, same floor, same start time).  OU Improv was having a show that night.  And there happens to be a guy in OUI who I am quite into and, in fact, asked out last weekend.  Starting from the top...

Met him previously at a friend's party.  Invited him to our party last weekend, and texted him afterward to ask if he wanted to go out sometime.  His response: "Yes, but..."

He said he was very interested, but there was a complicated situation involving another girl he had asked out a week or so before that.  She gave him a "No, but..." and they were hanging out more and he still wasn't sure what was happening with it.  But again, he said he was very interested and wanted to hang out more and grab lunch (we have class together right before lunch time) and still see what happened.

So, for the last week, I've been bipolarly bouncing between optimism and pessimism in regards to whether he's going to choose me or this other girl or neither or what.  But we did hang out, and we did grab lunch, and I invited him with our group to get dinner one night, and I suggested he join up with us at Pink & Black Ball, where I'm happy to report I didn't kill anyone.  Although I did give the best-used death glare of my life.

Anyway... went to his improv show, and then we went to the dance with the group and had a good time.  And then we joined Megan and a friend of hers (who she knows she shouldn't trust and who I don't trust at all and dramadramadrama, but whatever) to go to Waffle House.  And on the way back, sitting in the back of the car together, we held hands.  awwwwwww....

I'm aware that this is ridiculous and middle school-ish and whatever.  It's adorable and it makes me happy.  Plus, I never had that in middle school either.

So the four of us went back to the apartment and played a round of Fluxx.  And then Megan and her friend chatted and I chatted with boy, and then Megan's friend left and Megan was getting ready for bed and I was still chatting with boy.  And he said that the complicatedness before had since dissolved, and if I was still interested we should go get dinner sometime.

And now I no longer have to bounce between optimism and pessimism.  I just have to find time to grab dinner.