A Night on the Town

Before David, I used to watch Gilmore Girls on Saturdays. It was the perfect escape from any lonely feelings that would surface with the reminder of not having anything to do on a Saturday night.

Then it got cancelled and only started up again recently. However, now that all my Saturdays are busy, I never got back to watching. Until yesterday. I was meeting the uni girls late so I got to watch the beginning. And now I'm hooked again. What makes it better is that I can relate to things I couldn't before. Little things that I wouldn't even notice. Rory and Dean tried to make out in the car and Rory said, "Ow, my hair!" Something so seemingly insignificant ran so true in my mind. It's so rare in movies when the leading actress would complain about her hair being in the way when in reality it always is.

Went into the city to meet uni friends. Even though I purposely came late, I had to wait for 30 minutes. I hate waiting by myself late at night. Tried to make myself invisible but some guy came and tried to talk to me about God.

Messaged April so I would look busy and no one would bug me. April messaged back so that little exchange took about ten minutes. Then, messaged David and as expected he called me and talked with me. He kept saying, "I don't like this! They're all coming together and they're making you wait by yourself for so long! I don't like this at all!" So had to calm him down by telling him that I was really fine and it wasn't such a big deal. And that I wasn't planning on going out with them for a while.

When they finally came, we went to a club event that was better than I expected. Dancing put me in a great mood. Plus, I needed the exercise. Accidentally looked at a few guys and they might've thought I was trying to make eye contact with them because they kept staring back. So after that I tried not to look at anyone. A guy tried to dance with me anyway, on my way from the toilets. Wished David was there. Imagined he was and all the flirty things he would say to me.

I was offended that after we finished they didn't even offer to wait with me for my bus. With my school friends, we never leave any one of us to wait alone in the middle of the night, especially if everyone but one is going together. They gave me a lift a little closer to the bus stop but that's it. How rude. Fortunately no one creepy talked to me while I waited. On the bus, however, some old guy tried to talk to me. He actually was sitting far away but when the bus started getting emptier, he moved to the seat in front of me and asked if I spoke Spanish so I just shook my head and looked out the window. Then he asked something else but I just ignored him. Closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

It's weird that when I'm alone at night dressed in clubbing clothes, I get very self-conscious and feel like everyne's staring at me. But when I'm with David, I feel like no one's looking. And only David can see me.