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Oh OKC.. Why ruin our secret blogging lives by asking us this!

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Love is a strong word.. I’d prefer “like” or “be interested in” but you get the picture ;)

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My house mate came home and heard some very loud thudding noises continually coming from my room. Awkwardly she remained downstairs as they continued for 30 minutes and I had the radio on fairly loud.

After I walked downstairs red faced she asked who the lucky man was.

I had been running on a cross trainer..

How depressing :/

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Watch Boy

I went out on Saturday night as one of my friends was down.

My house mate also invited a friend she knew locally, who in turn brought a male friend with her. This is where I met “Watch Boy”.

I didn’t really notice him much at the start of the evening. He seemed fairly shy and I spoke to my friend mainly for the fact that I hadn’t seen her in just  over a month.

However, vodka, Jaeger bombs and various other drinks suddenly gave me the boost I needed to see this friend of a friend in a whole new light.

We danced, we kissed, we even had a dance off to the Fresh Prince of Bel Air theme tune. All in all, a very fun evening. At the end of the night we swap my number for his watch. Now I have no idea why this seemed a good idea but my alcohol filled brain thought it so.

A very good plan indeed seems as now he not only needs to retrieve his watch, it also gives him the chance to see me again.

He messaged me quite a few times on whatsapp prior to coming over this evening to retrieve said watch. I don’t know why but the over-keenness of him was actually off-putting. I asked him to come round some time after 6pm to collect it and at 6:03 he arrived. Instead of finding this adorable, I actually found it slightly annoying. Funny really seems as I’m pretty sure I have done the same thing to other people.

I didn’t say a great deal whilst he was around. We spoke downstairs in the front room with my house mates around, and I said all of 2 sentences. I don’t know why but I just couldn’t talk to him, which resulted in my house mate doing a lot of talking. He kept doing this suggestive “lets go somewhere else” look with his eyes and so I ended up holding bare minimum eye contact with him. So not only am I not talking, I am not even looking at him!

Safe to say he stayed for all of 5 minutes before politely requesting to leave.

Awkward.

Why am I such an idiot sometimes?!? Even writing this I’m making myself cringe.