No expectations~

I certainly had an interesting yet fantastic night on Thursday. It was the first time out with the girls and it was fun.

For some reason it's almost a relief when I'm not out with my normal group of girls because there's no fear or judgment or insecurities around what they'd think if I drank too much or spent too much time talking to one guy. It's strange because I know for a fact that they won't judge - we've touched on this topic before but still, it's almost as if I want to keep my selfs separate. No strings attached. With those girls or those boys.

I'm far from what you'd call uninhibited. In fact, I'm quite uptight and well controlled. I guess it comes with the premises of always striving for perfection. It's tiring.

I met an unassuming boy. I hadn't really noticed him before. Well, I think I had but disregarded him thinking he wouldn't be interested. Well, he was and what a nice guy. Nice boy, nice-looking, an awesome conversation - a fleeting moment of connection.

*It is here that I congratulate (?) myself for adding another experience into that nicely wrapped box of mine on the wooden shelf*

We didn't exchange numbers, I didn't give him a chance. But I prefer it this way. I know myself enough to know that I'll probably get it all twisted, wondering why he hadn't texted or if I should text him etc etc so we shall leave it as his. And I wish him well on his travels and thank him for the moment we shared. It was sweet.