Ouch, ouch, and ouch.

So Nate went out with someone while I was gone.

Sam (my sister) told me in a very Sam-ish way: bluntly.

He said he wasn't going to...

He only went out with her for a week. But he didn't tell me anything about it...

He broke it off because he decided (again) that he really didn't want a girlfriend this year. So he sort of half-stuck to what he said. But ouch!

And Sam is so blunt.

He's gotten to be good friends with Sam. She was basically his transportation everywhere. Plus they were in the play together. Yes, I am a bit jealous of all the time she got to spend with him while I was gone. But.... C'est la vie. That's all I can think to say.

I guess I can say the one thing that made me very happy tonight. We took him home after the Jazz Choir's last Christmas performance (I got to see it!!! I'm SO HAPPY!!!! :D ), and he wrapped his arms around the seat and me to hug me good-bye. :)

Ah, the simple pleasures of life...

LOL... I just thought of something. After dropping him off, I watched him go up to his door with an ache. Sam was chattering; I wasn't listening.

"Stop staring at him!" Sam suddenly said.

I made a flustered, caught sound and sulked down in the seat a bit. Sam continued chattering and then I said, "Sam, I hate how you can see straight through me!"

Sam laughed some and went on talking. :)

Life goes on...

-Stephanie

P.S. Just for clarity, no, we aren't still going out, and no, I shouldn't make a fuss if he goes out with someone else. But... I still want to be just his, and I still want him to be just mine. :(