I apologise to all those of u who have been complaining abt me not blogging but in my defense, last week was a harrowing week.. 3 prelims and a paper plus some nervewrecking harrowment about housing.

But whatever. So the boy ive told u guys abt... (happy now?)
the break down..

1st "meeting" - frat party

1st date : dinner n movie (very cute, no actual contact, cept for a half-hug n lipgraze on the right cheek - the very first night i met him he grazed my left cheek! hee)

2nd date: dinner, iceskating (hand holding, body grabbing..he's RIPPED, YO!), back to his frat for Reservior Dogs(this movie by Quentin Tarauntino, n a bloody good movie at that!) under a big blanky n next to the roaring fireplace, stayed up and talked til ard 5am then he borrowed his drunken friend's car n drove me back(half hug, left cheek kiss - different doors apparently have different kisses)

2st "meeting" - bubble tea, talk, handholding on walk back to dorm, half hug, right cheek

1nd "meeting" - collegetown bagels, drinks, more talk, puts arm over me as we walk back to my dorm

3rd date - dinner, bumming ard, walks me back again, holds hands, arm around, get back, half hug, right cheek once more, he leans back, i check the vicinity outta the corner of my eye, ascertain there's no one ard, can not take it anymore, grab him by the lapels of his coat, reel him in and snog the hot bastard. Let's just say there was some definite tongue action going down. And in the midst of this, i start vibrating. And i think its nerves, but its my cell. Anyway, so when we're done, i kinda go, Aight, flick my hair, trying not to die of embarrassment and go upstairs. He calls out bye or something, and im about to die.

Then ard an hour later, i hear this weirdass noise outside my window and im like oh crap, its raining/hailstorm then i finally go to the window and he's throwing snowballs at the window. HE CAME BACK.

Dont worry, we stayed downstairs. We DID NOT come back to my room. lol