Well I am back from date #2.
Let's start at the beginning, shall we?
He called and said to meet at this Cuban Restaurant at 8:30. Fine by me. We meet. We sit down. We talk. Lots of flirting. Lots of nice conversation. Going really well. Food was good too although I didn't have much of an appetite.

I tried to force more down though because I didn't want him to think I'm the kind of girl who doesn't eat on dates. (which clearly I don't look like that girl but anyway).
He asks if I'd like to get some ice cream for dessert. Sure. Sounds good. We both take our leftovers and head to his car so he can put his away. And because he has pictures to show me. We then sit in his car and he proceeds to show me about 20 pictures of his family, his house (ummm, can we say mansion?), and pics from his brother's wedding. Pictures he apparently deliberately brought to show me.
Then we walk through the shopping center area and head to TCBY. It was closed. At 10pm? I thought that was strange, but I was ok with it because I really was full and didn't want to have to fake eat ice cream. So we walked back to my car so I could put my food away and we thought out loud about where we could go for some coffee. While we were standing there, he thought it was a good time to grab me a give me a little smooch. Very nice.
We decide that we'll just sit in the car for a bit and talk (and maybe kiss a little

). So we're talking about the coming weeks and he gets kind of quiet and says that he can't get serious right now. 1) he just ended something serious (which I think was in january or february) and 2) school takes a lot of his time. Both valid points.
Can you say bummed?
So we just continued to talk (while he was all romantic and holding my hand, stroking my cheek -

) and I just said that I would like us to be friends and that dating occasionally is ok. And that he just needs to be straightforward with me i.e. don't lead me on. And I pointed out that I won't be around that much once I start my internship so it might take a little more effort for us to see each other. Which he wants to apparently..."just not seriously".
Can I just say that I have been fighting tears the whole drive home and one might have escaped? This is so my luck. I swear I have the worst timing ever.
Then as he is kissing me good bye, he tells me that we can get together and study next week for our class. Oh and he still would like to go to Epcot with me some weekend.
Who does he think he is? Hannah Montana, getting "the best of both worlds"? (Sorry, I've been watching it a lot lately and talking about it with a girl at school)
So that was my date. Sorry so long. I'll be trying to talk about him less because, well, it's not like its going anywhere. It might be a good thing that after next week, I'll only be seeing him once a week. He'll either start thinking differently or I will get over him.
Off to watch BB...my mom DVRed it for me. Nighty-night peeps
