Sunday, January 31, 2010

Haha, it's funny cause I'm desperate

Tonight I went dancing at the elk's club. I went with a couple friends. I wore a green scoop neck t-shirt, black and white skirt with swirls that came to my knees, and black heels.

I danced with some of my gay boys for a while, and then decided I wanted to dance with a straight boy.
So I asked 5 guys if they wanted to dance.
"You're not what I'm looking for tonight."
"No."
"No. Sorry."
"I'm just here with my boys tonight."
"Sorry, I'm here with my girlfriend."

Slightly defeated, I went back to dancing with my gay boys. Awhile later, I saw this really cute guy with curly blond hair, and white and blue flannel shirt (it is Montana), dancing with a girl. He was a really good dancer, with a fantastic smile. The song ended, and he was wandering for a little bit, because he and the girl had parted ways. I jumped at the chance. "Would you like to dance?" He looked at me, smiled, and said "Of course." So we started dancing. And he was good. Really good. Twirling me in my pretty skirt, the right amount of grinding without it turning into clothed sex on the dance floor, holding me like he didn't want to let me go, holding my hands, hugging me as we danced, we fit together so well, hips moving in the right direction, caressing my hair, kissing my shoulder, and dipping me. It was fantastic. We danced for 20 straight minutes, and then the sound cut out.

He puts his arms around me in a long hug.
We introduce ourselves, and he says "It's nice to meet you."
"You too."
"You dance very well, Anna, do you know that?"
"Well, thank you. You do too."
"Oh, I'm just trying to keep up with your amazing ability."
"Thanks. You're incredibly charming. How old are you?"
"19. You?"
"20."
"Nice. This place is awkward without the music."
"I know. It's like an uncomfortable singles mixer."
He lets go of me and takes a big step back as he holds out his hand in a limp-wristed sort of way.
"Hi, I'm _____. I like Dungeons and Dragons."
I laugh as I shake his hand. "I'm Anna. I like video games."
His eyes go wide. "I love video games! And math."
We both laugh, and he pulls me close again as he holds my hand. I'm enjoying this, it's been awhile since I've gotten that nice physical closeness with a guy.

Then, this guy runs up behind me and starts humping me. I quickly step away as the guy laughs. "This is my roommate, I'm sorry. He does this to everyone."
"Ah. I'm Anna."
His roommate shakes my hand as he apologizes. "I didn't make the best first impression, did I?"
"Not really."
The guy still has his arms around me in a backwards hug when his roommate says "Dude, I need to talk to you."
The guy apologizes, and says he'll be right back and to stay there so he can find me again.
So, I start dancing in a big friend circle with my friends on the dance floor.
15 minutes pass. I look around, and see him dancing with another girl. I shrug it off.
The music cuts out again. I look around for the guy, and see him right next to me. He has his arms around two girls now. I'm waiting for him to finish my conversation, standing around awkwardly, and the thought that keeps running through my head is "Haha, it's funny cause I'm desperate."

The music is still out, and the DJ eventually announces that the dance is over because the computers went down. I shake the guy's hand, thank him for the dance, and head home.

The thing I'm taking away from this? The delightful 20 minute dance. It was so good.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Panty Rock Drag Show

You know you're at a Montana drag show when after a drag queen performs a Lady Gaga song, the next person does a country song...and everyone starts singing along.

Bright side of the night? Shirtless men abs contest, all the men were all pretty and posturing.

Down side of the night? I was hanging out with two friends by the bar when the drag queen emcee says "Alright, bitches! I want to see you out on the dance floor, naughty bits touching! Get out there!"

My friends and I were laughing, when this guy smiled at me, pointed at himself, and then pointed to me and gestured towards the dance floor. So I asked him to dance, and he said yes.

It quickly became apparent that he was... really wasted. He kept twirling me around, and while that's fun when I'm wearing a skirt or dress, I was in jeans.

He was also 7 feet tall. Yeah. I kid you not.

Then he started groping me. My brother's girlfriend rescued me and we walked back to campus.

All in all, a pretty good night. Raised some money for The Vagina Monologues with a date auction and the drag show, so that was good. There were so many people there!

Thursday, January 21, 2010

What Would You Do?

After that glowing review and a lovely fake date with Helena boy, I find myself befuddled.

Tuesday night:
Him: "You're really pretty."
Me: "Thanks, you're really handsome."

Me: "So, I have a slightly insecure question for you."
Him: "Okay..."
Me: "Are we going to see each other again? Or is this a one night thing?"
Him: "I'm going to give you an insecure answer. I hope so. That's why I called you tonight instead of on Friday."
Me: "Cool."

He gives me a ride home, and I ask if he wants to hang out tomorrow. He says yes, I tell him I'll call him, and we kiss goodbye.

Wednesday:

I call him and leave him a slightly pointless voicemail "Hey, I'm at work, but I'll call you when I'm done...I hope I get to see you."

I get done with work and hop into my dad's truck that he's letting me borrow.
I call him again.
"Hello?"
It's a girl. Using my masterful deductive skills, there seems to be a party going on in the background, there's a lot of noise.
"Hi, is ___ there?"

She laughs.

And hangs up the phone.

I drive home, befuddled. He had asked if there was a Missoula boyfriend in the picture, and I had told him no, because there's not. I asked him if there was a Helena girlfriend, and he said no.

I realize that she was probably just a friend, but still...laughing and hanging up? Hmmm.

I get home, and wait a couple hours. Then I decide to text him 'Hey, I'm done with work. Let me know if you want to hang out, I'd like to see you.'

He never answered. I leave for school in two days.

And here's another one for the history books.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Hold Onto that Feeling

Okay. So. Here I am. Anna. How's it going?

Last night I was hanging out with a guy. It's 4 days before I head back to school, he's staying here.

We've been taking on facebook for a couple days, and I've met him before. We're flirting online, it's pretty fun. We decide we should meet up.

Last night, we're walking downtown and talking, with a friend of his. He had to pick up his friend because his car broke down.

He discovers that I'm ticklish. And as always, tickling leads to flirting. Tickling also leads to kissing. The first kiss is downtown in the walking mall.

We eventually end up driving all over town, his friend at the wheel. I'm sitting on his lap. We make out in the wal-mart parking lot while his friend goes inside to meet some people. Classy as can be, I know.

We make out in the Hasting's parking lot. He decides that we could use some music. He turns on the radio, a country song. Okay, all right. Then, a woman starts talking about her house burning down and her pets dying. Um, that's a downer right there.

He pushes a button and 'Single Ladies' comes on.

A-HAHA! I start laughing. I love Beyonce, but it's really not an appropriate make out song.

He pushes another button.

"It goes on and on and on and on....DON'T STOP BELIEVING! HOLD ONTO THAT FEELING" comes blasting out of the Mustang's speakers.

I keep laughing.

Our choices were:
1. A woman talking about the fire that destroyed her house and killed her dog.
2. Beyonce's 'Single Ladies'. Oh-oh-oh-oh. If you like it, you should've put a ring on it.
3. Don't Stop Believing, the Journey version. Hold onto that feeling.

He put in a country CD instead.

And then a cop car circled us twice.

Bright side, he is a really good kisser. And he sang to me in his lovely bass voice.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Chivalry isn't dead!

Last night I was talking to a guy in London. We were having a fabulous conversation, when I realized that it was 2am and I should really go to bed. I told him this, and he wrote

He says:
'before you go'
Anna says:
'yeah?'
He says:
'I just wanted to say that I don't want you to fight for guys, when it's clear that they should be fighting for you. You're beautiful, smart, and honest. You're one in a million and any guy who’s worth your time should make you feel like that every min of the day.'

I was bowled over by this compliment...can I buy my ticket to England right now? I mean, I know that he's not all he says he is (who is online?), but if a tenth of British guys are this nice, oh my. I need to get out of this town.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Lovely

"I believe laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing; kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I believe in miracles." 
- Audrey Hepburn

Covering all the bases

Imagine getting in line at the store with this:

Beer
Condoms
Pregnancy test
Flowers
Chocolate


What do you think the checker would say, if anything? Can you imagine the look on their face?

Thursday, January 7, 2010

10 Things That Make Me Happy


1. The Creperie in Helena, Montana
 Where else can you go in downtown Helena for delicious French food, a cozy atmosphere, and a place where you can talk with friends for hours?
(image found at http://recipes.howstuffworks.com/crepes-suzette-recipe.htm)

2. Pretty Dresses
Whatever mood I'm in, if I dress up, I instantly feel better. Sparkles? Floofy skirts? Bring it on. Long, short, I love to wear them dancing. There are many I lust after but don't own due to the price. The dresses I do own I cherish, I still have three of my prom dresses. They make me feel so pretty and girly, whether I wear flats or heels. The dress I'm showing is from Unique Vintage, one I'm currently lusting after. I'd feel like a princess. Or a ballerina.

3. Pictures of Boys Holding Puppies
It warms my heart. And it's adorable, and so much fun to look at! Especially when it's Johnny Depp holding a King Charles Spaniel. Aw!









4. Disney Movies
I am a 6 year-old at heart who knows all the words to 'Colors of the Wind', 'Belle', 'I just can't wait to be King', 'Kiss the Girl', 'A Whole New World','God Help the Outcasts', and 'Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious'. I love the animation, the stories, the fanciful dresses, and the sweeping emotions that take hold of you as you watch the story unfold, time and time again.

5. The Harry Potter Series
My mom read the first one to my brother and me when I was in first grade, and I fell in love. I went to the midnight parties for the 4, 6, and 7 books and devoured each of them, reading well into the night, mourning each death. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows came out the summer after my first year of college, an appropriate ending for my childhood. J.K. Rowling takes on a heart-wrenching, super exciting adventure every time. I waited for my Hogwarts letter when I was 11, only to realize that I was a Muggle. A Muggle who loves this series and will defend it from nay-sayers until the day I die.

6. Taylor Swift
A delightful singer-songwriter, who doesn't have the best voice ever created, but she writes heart-wrenchingly truthful songs that make me say "Holy crap, I relate so much to these lyrics! It's like she knows me!" She loves sparkly dresses almost as much as I do, and showed up the MTV VMA's in a horse-drawn Cinderella carriage. Taylor, can we please be best friends? I'll give you excellent stories about boys that you can use as album fodder.

7. Julie Andrews
My goal is to be like her when I grow up. Play queens in many movies, have the mouth of a sailor, write a delightful memoir, perform on Broadway...I admire her so much and she makes me so happy. Mary Poppins is one of my favorite movies, my dad and I have bonded many times over 'Feed the Bird's, and my mom and I have bonded over 'Camelot' and 'My Fair Lady'. Thank you, Julie. I wish I could see you perform in London in May.

8. Writing
It gives me joy, whether it's online for all the world to see, secreted away in a Microsoft Word document on my computer, in my composition notebook journal, letters to loves, thank you notes to relatives, creating cards for friends, it makes my heart happy.

9. Baking
I love to bake, and I wish I was better at frosting. I made cinnamon buns for the first time last week, and they came out surprisingly well. I love making cake, muffins, biscuits, cupcakes, Puppy Chow and cookies. It gives me joy to see people enjoying what I created. I love to bake, and have my parents to thank for this. I still want to tackle creme brulee and foccacia.

10. The Daily Show and The Rachel Maddow Show
Their cynical, hilarious, Democratic look at the news and the world makes me laugh and learn so much every time I watch it. Plus, Jon is so handsome and adorable at the same time. And Rachel is gorgeous and quirky.


Runners-up- Shakespeare, Glee, Gene Kelly, The Tudors, royal British historical fiction, threadless, pictures of people kissing, stuffed animals, hamsters, Barack Obama, high heels, the color pink, kittens, Broadway, and of course, Daniel Radcliffe.