I was hanging out with all the boys (the group of friends I have been talking about in the last few journal entries), and it was going good. But I guess I was too overbearing. Or something. Maybe I just hate myself and don't want to let others put up with me. Anyway, here's the story.

This is just me ranting to let it out, seriously, you don't have to read this.

-I'm tired of my sexuality. Thinking about it. I guess I'm okay with being bisexual, but at times I feel very promiscuous saying it. Don't get me wrong, I don't think bisexuals are promiscuous, but for some reason I feel it applies to me when I say it.

For you young ones, listen up (if you're going to college anyway)

Roommates are hell

So I've been dropping hints here and there to all my guy friends that I'm bisexual. I'm pretty sure they're getting the message, and if not then they are totally oblivious to everything.

Uuugh, I don't now what's going on.

So Lol-taire's story got me thinking of what happened to me...

So I told two guys I'm bisexual, yay!

Whoa, it's been a long time since I've been here. It's pretty much the same though, which I like.

So, me and this one guy (the straight crush I had a few journals about) are now kinda a friends with benefits thing. It's weird. It's fun though. Like, we're closer friends now because of it. We hang out more. Talk more. He's not just a random hang out friend anymore. I feel that we're a little closer now.

So, I just typed a good entry about all the stuff that happened with my straight crush, and then my wireless connection went out and screwed things up.

I'm gonna cut the babble and get to the important stuff. So, he came to my room last night. We were talking and we stumbled onto the subject of the kiss the other night. He sat on the bed next to me and we were talking about things. He held me. We were talking about my reaction to the kiss. That things are so different with a guy than with a girl. And he layed on top of me. We just kept talking.

My mind is still crazy from it all, and details are now scattered everywhere. In short, he held me a lot. We held each other. I confessed my feelings to him. He kissed me. Not just a peck. I felt his tongue. I wasn't expecting that. I started trembling. A lot. He held me while I trembled. It felt like forever until it calmed. He said he wanted to only be friends. Just be friends. Friends.

So, I dunno if some of you have been following my journals, but I have a straight crush that leaves me wondering if he likes me too. Um, we'll just call him "Troy".

So, this boy I have a crush on is majorly confusing me. I have no clue if he likes me as a friend or more. And, well, he does have a girlfriend, but that's several states away. Anyway, I'm not really sure how to take all of the stuff that's happened. Basically, there's the whole thing about him laying on top of me http://www.oasisjournals.com/2007/09/some-wrestling-with-my-crush

So.....I still have a crush on a boy. And, well, I thought I was over him, but things happen that make my crush something hard to leave behind.

We were playing video games in my room. I beat him, which is a rare occasion. He retaliated by tickling me, which proceeded to us wrestling around on the floor. He layed himself on top of me and I said that I quit. He got off and we continued our day.