So, yesterday I went skiing with uber Christian.
It was pretty cool.
The unfortunate part was that my family apparently goes skiing a lot more, so I wasn't really challenged at all by the runs we went on.
It was still fun. We played skiing tag with our poles, trying to catch the other person, and tag them. That was actually kinda dangerous, because we were going so fast.
And then, one time, he fell down, and his skis came off, and he sunk into deep powder. I started laughing, so he ran out and then tackled me, and we had a snowball fight/wrestling match on and off for a half hour.
It never felt more like we were dating.
We went back to the lodge, and he had no money so I payed for his dinner, because I had a little, and we sat and talked...
I never fell, except once. I felt bad, because I laughed every time he fell, which was alot. So on the last run of the day, I crashed for him, and it was spectacular. My skis flew down the hill, my poles came off, and all that jazz.
However, after this fall, I couldn't get my skis back on.
So I thought, "I'm DONE with skiing!" and I took off my jacket and slid on it down the rest of the hill.

I'm actually rather confounded by him.
He seems a little over comfortable with the gayness.
He either 1. Is very secure about himself, and doesn't care at all if I'm gay, which would seem weird, because he is, as the name suggests, VERY Christian. 2. May be hiding a few gay tendencies himself. 3. It still hasn't sunk in I'm gay.

He seems to be unaware I'm gay, which would confuse me a lot, as it has been openly mentioned around him, and I have never denied it.
He asked me who I liked, and it sounded as if he meant girls.
Hmmmmmmm...