He Shot Me Down, Bang Bang

It’s funny. One of the ladies at work today told me that “I was beaming, and looked extremely happy”. I was filling her in on the current boy situation. Fran is so cute, she’s like I’m so happy for you! You deserve it. He sounds really nice and seems to have a good grasp on life.
And it’s true. I’m so happy. Like, beyond. He took me out for lunch today which was exciting because I rarely go out for lunch. It felt like a rip off because I only got to see him for 30 minutes… when I’m used to (and prefer) seeing him for longer. I didn’t even kiss him, like the dumbass I am.

I’m in such a weird mood. I don’t remember ever being like this. I’m thinking not about the future, but the present. The guys at work all know that I have a new boy interest, and they’re all excited for me. I’m excited for me. I feel like such a freak, going on like this, but this is INSANE.

He drives me insane. In the good way. I’m so into him. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone so bad before in my life. He makes me want to push my limits in everyway. He makes me smile like an idiot when I think about him, or he texts me, or when he calls me. I actually talk on the phone with him. And enjoy it. Not gonna lie, the chemistry between us is amazing. I’ve never wanted to jump someone so much, and not be able to take my hands off him. I just love touching him. Not even sexually. Just… contact. Legs touching, leaning against him. Usually leads to us making out but then we make out for ever. We haven’t done anything more than just make out… but it’s been ridiculously intense. It’s funny because I was so blase about sex, and was honestly thinking that it was me that just didn’t like it/wasn’t into it. Not the case here. Which Mal is very excited for me. I’m very excited for me!