My first bad memory of the new year...my ex-boyfriend James
I hate to think about him. Sometimes it feels like I'm over him and can move on. But other days, like today, it just depresses me. Sometimes, I feel like I'll never get over him.
And that's why I liked Charlie.
Charlie helped me remember that there are more guys in the world than just James. He is a bag boy at the grocery store I just got fired from. I couldn't help but develop a crush on him, and from what I could tell, he had developed a little something for me too...friendship! I had kinda figured that, so yesterday, I came right out and asked him
"Did you ever like me, Charlie?"
"Of course...as a friend"
Well, the good news is, it didn't make me feel any less prettier like the last time I asked a guy this question and they said no.
"Are you angry?" he said to me, even though I was laughing
"No, no"
"Are we cool?"
"Yes, we are."
I knew Charlie wasn't right for me anyway. He just wasn't my type. I like the skaterboy kind with the ripped jeans (abs) and Vans sneakers.
And that's why I like Cory. The only problem, he's 15! Everytime I make that playful, flirty contact with him, I feel like I'm molesting him! I'm just waiting to see where this goes. He has a girlfriend (so he says) so, I'm betting he'll end up in the friendship pile along with Charlie. Wonderful