Thread:Dr.Who1997/@comment-5538792-20141211205541/@comment-24239527-20141214035041

Oh man, I have SO much to report!! Ok, the concert was AMAZING. We felt like such professionals! The PROFESSIONAL choir was really impressed, WE actually got praise from THEM! And they were amazing too, so much sound came out of under 20 singers!

Unfortunately, about halfway through, my damn high heels put me in excruciating pain, I was just about dying... I kicked them off as soon as I had a chance, haha XD

And then... There was my crush. In the first instance of interaction, he was trying to get down the aisle, and I held my leg out to block him (I was sitting down) and I said, "I'm sorry, there's a toll." He looked befuddled, but then a woman needed through, so I let her, and he sneaked out with her. XD Later, after the concert ended, he and I were talking, and I was trying desperately to strike up conversation. And considering how nervous I was, I think I did a pretty good job.

I wanted to know where he was born (long story) and for whatever reason, he didn't want to tell me. I knew he was just being difficult, so I said, "You know I know your weakness, right?" And he looked at me and said, "And what might that be?" I responded by jabbing him in the side (that boy is so freaking ticklish it's unbelievable) and he flinched away and grabbed my hands saying, "No no no. I-I don't do that!" After that he gave in and told me. :-D

So we talked for a bit, and he seemed kinda anxious, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet and avoiding eye contact... So, does he hate me, or like me, and was therefore nervous? (Sigh) Oh well. I know this was a lot to read, but I couldn't keep it all in my head! :-)