So...
Ron. Most definitely Ron.
On Sunday some of the salsa people went wall-climbing! It wasn't exactly my thing, it was very difficult, but every time I managed it well then it was fun :P And I did it to be fun and impress people - and it sort of worked :) They all think I'm pretty cool.
After the wall-climbing we all went to the ice-cream place where we often go after salsa... and after that, I went over to Ron's place. We watched the first half of Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides (which kind of sucked; I was severely disappointed) and then I kissed him.
Yeah, just like that :) He was leaning over me and looking like he was contemplating on doing it but something was holding him back. So I got fed up with him and said "Stop thinking about it so much," and put a hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down into a kiss.
At first he said, "This is a problem..." because of the friend of his who I'm dating - I've been trying to convince him that I'm not into that guy, and he's probably not so much into me because he hasn't put a lot of effort into going on a second date. But Ron feels honor-bound not to go out with me until we've settled it with the other guy. We still made out a lot and it was lovely - I usually don't enjoy kissing, because it's messy and sticky and gross; but with Ron it wasn't so bad. I think maybe I'm getting better, and enjoying it more. I'd started being okay with it with Noam already; I guess at least I got that out of him! XD But Ron's stubble has left me kind of in pain, I'm not used to that. Plus, he presses really hard against me... he kind of squashes my face all the time. I'm gonna have to tell him to ease up a little bit.
That was Sunday. By yesterday, the other guy was furthest from our minds when we made out :)
Now, it gets more complicated than that. I didn't only go to Ron's place last night. I went to Ofir's place before that. We hung out in his room and listened to music and talked and traded innuendos. I was wearing a pair of old, loose jeans and he kept joking that it would be very easy to get me out of them. Towards 1AM, while I was texting with Ron to see when he was getting home (from his cousin's wedding), I accidentally banged Ofir on the nose with my elbow - something I'd done twice before already, in the past week. He said it was becoming our thing, and maybe we should have a different 'thing'. I said, oh, like what? And in answer, he reached for the buttons of my jeans.
I stopped him. I want to be with Ron now, I've basically already been with Ron. Only kissing, true, and we said it was still sort of up in the air, but practically speaking, I don't want to do anything with Ofir. I'd thought of maybe using him for sex during the festival, just to get rid of my first time and gain a little experience, but I've decided I don't want to be one of ten. So I told him I was confused about his intentions towards me and that I didn't want to do anything just then. He respected that and let me go.
Then I went to Ron's (he looked pretty damn hot wearing those pressed black trousers and a smoky-blue shirt, tucked in!) and we made out a lot. There was, um, some frottage, on his side. It was nice. He was a little tipsy from the wedding. While I was there, Ofir sent me a huge text message saying that basically, if I wanted a fling with him right now, he was up for it. If I wanted to do it during the festival, he's cool. If I want something long-term and serious, then maybe he'll be up for it after the festival. But either way, he'll respect me and he thinks I'm a really cool friend. So basically... Ofir is sort of an ass, but at least he respects me. Sort of. He doesn't know I'm with Ron, through all of this.
Ron and I fell asleep cuddled for about half an hour; then it was suddenly 2:45AM and I ran out of there like my butt was on fire because today I had to drive to the school where I was working, instead of one of the drivers taking me. I got home at 3AM and into bed at 3:15, and got up at 6.... gah. I talked to Ron sometime near noon, and it turns out he overslept! I had a good laugh at that :)
Tonight is Tuesday!Salsa, the final pre-festival party, after which a bunch of us are going to the beach. I organized it, told everyone to come with their bathing suits and towels, and to be ready for a nighttime swim :D It's the third time I've gone (the first time was with Ofir, at the start of the month... god, it seems so far away. Pre-Ron!) and this time instead of just passing the word through the close friends, I opened a proper event on Facebook (ohh, how the mighty have fallen... I used to despise FB. Now I'm an addict like the rest of the world.) and quite a fe' people are coming! It's gonna be fucking awesome :)
Tomorrow I have a doctor's appointment at the Diabetes Clinic, and hopefully my doctor will have some tips for me on how to manage my sugar and insulin during the festival. Then I'm gonna do some last-minute shopping at the nearby mall, then go home and pack! OMG!! :D
On Sunday some of the salsa people went wall-climbing! It wasn't exactly my thing, it was very difficult, but every time I managed it well then it was fun :P And I did it to be fun and impress people - and it sort of worked :) They all think I'm pretty cool.
After the wall-climbing we all went to the ice-cream place where we often go after salsa... and after that, I went over to Ron's place. We watched the first half of Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides (which kind of sucked; I was severely disappointed) and then I kissed him.
Yeah, just like that :) He was leaning over me and looking like he was contemplating on doing it but something was holding him back. So I got fed up with him and said "Stop thinking about it so much," and put a hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down into a kiss.
At first he said, "This is a problem..." because of the friend of his who I'm dating - I've been trying to convince him that I'm not into that guy, and he's probably not so much into me because he hasn't put a lot of effort into going on a second date. But Ron feels honor-bound not to go out with me until we've settled it with the other guy. We still made out a lot and it was lovely - I usually don't enjoy kissing, because it's messy and sticky and gross; but with Ron it wasn't so bad. I think maybe I'm getting better, and enjoying it more. I'd started being okay with it with Noam already; I guess at least I got that out of him! XD But Ron's stubble has left me kind of in pain, I'm not used to that. Plus, he presses really hard against me... he kind of squashes my face all the time. I'm gonna have to tell him to ease up a little bit.
That was Sunday. By yesterday, the other guy was furthest from our minds when we made out :)
Now, it gets more complicated than that. I didn't only go to Ron's place last night. I went to Ofir's place before that. We hung out in his room and listened to music and talked and traded innuendos. I was wearing a pair of old, loose jeans and he kept joking that it would be very easy to get me out of them. Towards 1AM, while I was texting with Ron to see when he was getting home (from his cousin's wedding), I accidentally banged Ofir on the nose with my elbow - something I'd done twice before already, in the past week. He said it was becoming our thing, and maybe we should have a different 'thing'. I said, oh, like what? And in answer, he reached for the buttons of my jeans.
I stopped him. I want to be with Ron now, I've basically already been with Ron. Only kissing, true, and we said it was still sort of up in the air, but practically speaking, I don't want to do anything with Ofir. I'd thought of maybe using him for sex during the festival, just to get rid of my first time and gain a little experience, but I've decided I don't want to be one of ten. So I told him I was confused about his intentions towards me and that I didn't want to do anything just then. He respected that and let me go.
Then I went to Ron's (he looked pretty damn hot wearing those pressed black trousers and a smoky-blue shirt, tucked in!) and we made out a lot. There was, um, some frottage, on his side. It was nice. He was a little tipsy from the wedding. While I was there, Ofir sent me a huge text message saying that basically, if I wanted a fling with him right now, he was up for it. If I wanted to do it during the festival, he's cool. If I want something long-term and serious, then maybe he'll be up for it after the festival. But either way, he'll respect me and he thinks I'm a really cool friend. So basically... Ofir is sort of an ass, but at least he respects me. Sort of. He doesn't know I'm with Ron, through all of this.
Ron and I fell asleep cuddled for about half an hour; then it was suddenly 2:45AM and I ran out of there like my butt was on fire because today I had to drive to the school where I was working, instead of one of the drivers taking me. I got home at 3AM and into bed at 3:15, and got up at 6.... gah. I talked to Ron sometime near noon, and it turns out he overslept! I had a good laugh at that :)
Tonight is Tuesday!Salsa, the final pre-festival party, after which a bunch of us are going to the beach. I organized it, told everyone to come with their bathing suits and towels, and to be ready for a nighttime swim :D It's the third time I've gone (the first time was with Ofir, at the start of the month... god, it seems so far away. Pre-Ron!) and this time instead of just passing the word through the close friends, I opened a proper event on Facebook (ohh, how the mighty have fallen... I used to despise FB. Now I'm an addict like the rest of the world.) and quite a fe' people are coming! It's gonna be fucking awesome :)
Tomorrow I have a doctor's appointment at the Diabetes Clinic, and hopefully my doctor will have some tips for me on how to manage my sugar and insulin during the festival. Then I'm gonna do some last-minute shopping at the nearby mall, then go home and pack! OMG!! :D