The Art of Unintention
This is the Art of Unintention. There is absolutely no way to predict what exactly might appear on here, but it pretty much amounts to Me.
Officially me.
I don’t know what I feel.  I really like the guy, but boyfriend? Mereh.
I don’t want to have to explain some complicated relationship to my peers on the ridiculously small campus, and I feel we’ve gone out on enough dates for us to be able to talk officiality at this point.
He has expressed peace with my going out with other people, so I’ve asked him if we are wasting our time together. 
He states that he is slammed with work and school and will have time after he graduates.  When is that? Spring.
I graduate in spring.  I don’t know where I am going in spring.  This is why I didn’t want to start regularly dating or liking someone.
This is too complicated.
  1. Officially me.

    I don’t know what I feel.  I really like the guy, but boyfriend? Mereh.

    I don’t want to have to explain some complicated relationship to my peers on the ridiculously small campus, and I feel we’ve gone out on enough dates for us to be able to talk officiality at this point.

    He has expressed peace with my going out with other people, so I’ve asked him if we are wasting our time together. 

    He states that he is slammed with work and school and will have time after he graduates.  When is that? Spring.

    I graduate in spring.  I don’t know where I am going in spring.  This is why I didn’t want to start regularly dating or liking someone.

    This is too complicated.

  1. my lifedatingMatt
  1. Timestamp: Tuesday 2012/10/02 20:31:00