one of Those People

I hate myself so much right now.

mmmm, no, that's not true. I wouldn't trade this for the world.

but still . . . i'm one of Those People.

The people I mock, the people who can't seem to spend enough time with their girlfriend, so they stay out right up to curfew and then come trooping back to the dorm. Those people.

k, so, I went for a walk. It was a nice night out, right? beautiful. Sure, curfew was in 15 minutes, but that's cool. Sure, I might have been holding hands . . . I don't mind that part. At all, actually. [editor's note - he was not holding hands with himself, but rather with his girlfriend] Wait, didn't I mention that part? Oh, yeah, I have a girlfriend now . . . but it was a REALLY nice night out too, I promise.

So, we're walking, enjoying the night air . . . and it's curfew time. So, as we walk back to her dorm, I notice EVERY other couple walking back as well. And then it hits me. i'm one of Those People. I'm part of the club, the group of people who all troop back down to the dorm right as curfew hits, having spent their last precious moment together with their significant other for the night.

But I'm not one of those people, I promise! I'm trying really really hard to maintain individuality for the both of us. I don't want to be That Couple, who eats EVERY meal together, who is practically joined at the . . . well, hands? Shoulders? *insert body-part here*? 'Cause, I mean, we're dating. We're not engaged. We're still individuals, with our own responsibilities and lives. Sure, I like her - obviously! Sure I enjoy spending time together - obviously! But I still want to remain individual people, for now. If it doesn't work, that limits the pain. If it does work, it won't be a problem - there's plenty of time. I tend to throw myself whole-heartedly into anything that I determine is worth doing. That's great and wonderful, that's a terrific ability/gift. But I'm learning the value of caution and boundaries. Not that I didn't ever have boundaries before - but I'm learning more about them, and about what it means to be a man in a relationship.

So, really, I'm not one of Those People. I have boundaries, and I don't have to be with her ALL THE FREAKING TIME!!! Just, tonight, part of the time that I bounded out to spend with her, happened to fall during the stereotyped time.

cool.






oh, and I REALLY appreciate people who come and talk to me, instead of 1). assuming, and 2). starting rumors.

Not that I've heard any rumors - but I know how my campus works.