Sindy's Blog - May 29, 2003
Yeah, so I don't even know what to say about my "date" with Dylan. Was it a date-thing? Did I totally read into something that wasn't there? I thought the crushing was a two way street, but now I'm not so sure. I mean, it's not like the night sucked or anything, but it definitely wasn't what I thought it was going to be. I know we were with lots of people and all that but you think he would've shown some interest.
I'm telling you it was so strange! One minute we're chattin', the next minute he's staring off into space, not saying a word. Dude! Oh and he didn't make one mention of the dance. Not even a casual, "Hey, you goin' to the dance?" Grrr! What's his deal? I have no idea what's going on. Maybe I'll be going solo to the dance...
The 'rents seem to have made some sort of truce these past few days. They're even talkin' family vacation. Ooooh... maybe I'll meet someone cute and foreign who will totally take my mind off Dylan and his mixed messages.
Wish Simon was here. Could really use a guy's opinion on this mess. I mean, maybe they have different ideas on what makes up a cool night out together and I am totally over-reacting or something. I'll have to email Simon.