So, five days ago...
Feb. 18th, 2005 12:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jackofallgeeksI guess I didn't tell anyone much about the Valentine's Dance I went to. Well, Meredith, cause I called her on my way out there, but... This past Sunday, instead of Contra, Christendom had a Valentine's Dance. Meghan was kind enough to warn me, else it would have been problematic on several levels (namely, I would have probably been far under-dressed, and I would have been waiting on Mike for a long while). I didn't have time (read: motivation) to go home and get my suit, so I borrowed a shirt and tie from Trevor, and ended up in a rather nice black-and-red suit, if I do say so myself. And I do.
I don't want to go into it all, because I barely remember any of it, but in short I got a new girl to try a dance with me (I like to imagine I'm smooth), danced the Duke of Kent Waltz (arguably my favorite dance out there), a Virginia Reel with Meghan, a two-step with Mary (who's only a sophomore, and not the junior I thought she was), and so on and so forth.
Suzannah was beautiful, in a pretty black dress with her hair up nicely. -smirks- And clip-on earrings. I guess she doesn't have them pierced. She was the first person that I knew who I saw when I got there, and she asked if I knew any Swing (which was playing), but I didn't. I pulled the whole "You have a hair" trick and brushed it off her face (originally, it's "you have an eyelash", but any ploy to touch a lady's face). She was beautiful.
She stayed out of the dances, for the most part, though she playfully danced a couple waltzes with her lady-friends, and I got one of the last songs with her (for one reason or another, they kept playing songs after the 'last dance'). I saw Fred pursuing her on at least a couple occasions, though I'm not sure she consented to a dance with him. He's a nice enough guy, and we get along, but I'm afraid I've had him marked as 'another interested party' from day one, and that puts a slight mark on my opinion of him.
I've since had her on my mind quite a bit, not that I've tried at all to get her out. For the most part, it's been a happy thing, and I've mostly enjoyed it. Mostly. Still, I find myself often saying "it'll never happen," lest I begin to believe otherwise. I dream of kissing her, though I'd hesitate to try; I don't think I feel as though it'd be fair to her.
Tangent to all this is my thing with Meghan. None of it makes any sense, least of all when said (or typed) aloud. With Suzannah, my heart is attached, but my head tells me she's uninterested and there's no chance. With Meghan, my head tells me it all adds up -- she's Catholic, wants a family, tends to agree with my general philosophies -- but my heart just doesn't feel anything. They each appeal to different sides of me; Suzannah to my thoughtful, contemplative side, and Meghan to my more practical, more-goofy side. But even all this aside, I'm moving thousands of miles away in a few months, and I have little faith in long-distance relationships, so all of this becomes very pointless.
I haven't told anyone connected to Christendom about my acceptance to Monterey, my brother excepted. I'd like to tell Suzannah first, though I'm not sure it'll happen.
I don't want to go into it all, because I barely remember any of it, but in short I got a new girl to try a dance with me (I like to imagine I'm smooth), danced the Duke of Kent Waltz (arguably my favorite dance out there), a Virginia Reel with Meghan, a two-step with Mary (who's only a sophomore, and not the junior I thought she was), and so on and so forth.
Suzannah was beautiful, in a pretty black dress with her hair up nicely. -smirks- And clip-on earrings. I guess she doesn't have them pierced. She was the first person that I knew who I saw when I got there, and she asked if I knew any Swing (which was playing), but I didn't. I pulled the whole "You have a hair" trick and brushed it off her face (originally, it's "you have an eyelash", but any ploy to touch a lady's face). She was beautiful.
She stayed out of the dances, for the most part, though she playfully danced a couple waltzes with her lady-friends, and I got one of the last songs with her (for one reason or another, they kept playing songs after the 'last dance'). I saw Fred pursuing her on at least a couple occasions, though I'm not sure she consented to a dance with him. He's a nice enough guy, and we get along, but I'm afraid I've had him marked as 'another interested party' from day one, and that puts a slight mark on my opinion of him.
I've since had her on my mind quite a bit, not that I've tried at all to get her out. For the most part, it's been a happy thing, and I've mostly enjoyed it. Mostly. Still, I find myself often saying "it'll never happen," lest I begin to believe otherwise. I dream of kissing her, though I'd hesitate to try; I don't think I feel as though it'd be fair to her.
Tangent to all this is my thing with Meghan. None of it makes any sense, least of all when said (or typed) aloud. With Suzannah, my heart is attached, but my head tells me she's uninterested and there's no chance. With Meghan, my head tells me it all adds up -- she's Catholic, wants a family, tends to agree with my general philosophies -- but my heart just doesn't feel anything. They each appeal to different sides of me; Suzannah to my thoughtful, contemplative side, and Meghan to my more practical, more-goofy side. But even all this aside, I'm moving thousands of miles away in a few months, and I have little faith in long-distance relationships, so all of this becomes very pointless.
I haven't told anyone connected to Christendom about my acceptance to Monterey, my brother excepted. I'd like to tell Suzannah first, though I'm not sure it'll happen.
