my show

the normal improv facilitator being away this week and the next, 4 of us are stepping in to replace her. we met up last week to discuss what to do. as far as i'm concerned, it helped a lot - the last time, we'd kind of improvised, which was fine, but i remember feeling a bit under pressure. this time at least, we had a clear direction, and it went really well. suddenly, it was 10pm and no one could believe the session was over, always a good sign :) i felt elated. i still have lots to learn but i can definitely manage a workshop. 

after the session, we went to the bar as usual. our group leader not being there, the conversation was completely different. it was lots of fun. knowing that Wales had just beaten France 27-6 in the rugby also made me happy so i was altogether over the moon!

no more flirting?

the group was putting on a show. i couldn't be part of it because of lack of time but i went to watch and support (and, it turns out, film it all).

when it was all over, i went down to say hello to everyone and congratulate them on an amazing performance. they'd done really well. everything was totally normal until i got to him. we hugged (so far, so good), then he apologised for smelling, put his arm around my waist and kissed my temple, thanking me for coming. in my book, couple behaviour. whatever happened to no more flirting? 

i have no idea if anyone noticed but because we weren't alone, i didn't know what to do. i couldn't exactly tell him off right there and then. if an opportunity arises at the party tonight, though, i will give him a piece of my mind and explain that from now on, actions will have consequences. if he's going to act like we're a couple, so will i.

the cheesy bus moment

i was in the bus going home and when we got to the stop in front of his workplace, there he was on the other side of the road, waiting for his bus home. i could have just got out and walked across. but it felt like a cheesy movie. just as improbable as our Saturday night. who knew these things could actually happen in real life?

 

i'd had a terrible day and had wanted to meet earlier but he'd only got my messages much later. he'd suggested meeting up after work and it was really tempting. the work issue had practically dissipated the intense anger i'd felt toward him that very morning and all i wanted right then was comfort. but i knew it wasn't a good idea. or rather, i thought it wouldn't be. there would probably be too much comfort and after the weekend events, i needed a bit of distance. 

he probably never saw me (i'd averted my eyes the second i'd caught sight of him) but of course i do hope that he did and drew whatever conclusions he must. let's face it, i really want him to feel as bad as i do right now.

unlucky

i wasn't making it up. he likes me. thinks i'm gorgeous and lovely. and admits to having been flirting with me all this time. and that it was wrong of him cos he has a girlfriend and he intends to honour their relationship. which is exactly the kind of man he is. and why i need to move on.