Okay, I have a complete update for the last few months.  This is to mainly remind me how stupid I've been lately, especially over one person. So lets do this month by month.

Novemeber:  Mac and I slowly resolved our issues after he came clean about not being interested in me, even after cuddling with me on multiple occasions.  After one night of getting pretty close, he still didnt' kiss me, so on the phone that night, I blurted on, "Why won't you kiss me?".  And he said it was because we were friends and nothing more.  I was frustrated and hurt because I didn't see what I did wrong. So the next night I made out with one of his good friends... Mature decision, I know.  Eventually though, walking home one night, we resolved some issues, and slowly became friends.  I still felt the chemistry though but promised myself to not act on it.

December:  I made out with the fire fighter again, this time wearing his pants, but the morning after, his ex girlfriend (they dated for three years) called him and woke me up.  She hadn't contacted him in awhile, so when he went outside the room to take the call, I bolted.  Seriously, it was like I was set on fire, I got out of that room so fast and out the back door.  We haven't spoken much since.

Over break, Mac and I chatted constantly over cam, falling asleep on the computer.  It was at this point I realized how much I was starting to like him again, but instead of acting on it, I rang in the New Year by hooking up with a guy I dont remember the name of.  All's I know is that he was wearing an amazing hat and that Lennie walked up to him when we were flirting, whispered in his ear, "You don't need to put the moves on her, you had her when you walked in wearing that hat."  That is why she's my best friend, haha. 

January:  One week back from break, I met a new guy, one that I was sure was going to get me over Mac.  He was polite, extremely attractive and most of all, he was keen to date me.  Immediately we connected, and within a week were at the point of seeing each other everyday.  It was a solid month of sleepovers, drunk dials and coffee dates until February rolled around.

February:  Slowly the initial fondess of that guy came down.  Then something amazing happened with Mac.  We were watching a movie one night, and he had his arms around me (we were official cuddle buddies where we would cuddle and do nothing else), when he softly kissed my neck.  And kept kissing it.  Now, a week later, I swear, I've never felt so strongly about someone.  I dont know whether it was how long I've been waiting for it, or how amazing he makes me feel, but I strongly care about him.  We're not dating, or officially anything right now but we dont need it. 

So yeah, this is me, on March 2end, saying that I have FINALLY started something with Mac.  And I'm officially head over heels.

I kissed a firefighter.  Now I know with Halloween around the corner, that isn't a big surprise but this man is an actual firefighter.  This is an important milestone in any girls life and one that I am quite proud of.  Almost a little too proud maybe but that's okay.  He can give me CPR anytime. 

So the story of how it happened is a good one.  He was playing beer pong and I was watching, so he looks at me and goes, "This one's for you!" and gets it in the cup.  The next time it's his turn, he points at me again and says, "If I get this one in, we're making out!" Of course he misses, and disappoints not only me slightly but my friend a lot as well.  So later on into the night, after much more drinks, we agree to play some more beer pong, this time with me on his team and his friends on another.  We were down to one cup each and the other team scored, so we had once chance to rebound.  So with much concentration, he aims as carefully as one can being completely intoxicated and shoots. He gets it in!  With a huge look of triumph on his face, he turns to me, and yells, "We're making out!"  So with me being completely surprised, he grabs me into his arms,  picks me up with as little effort as it took to lift up that ping pong ball, and gives me a huge kiss.  The whole crowd cheered.

It was pretty amazing.  And I hope I see him again at the actual Halloween party I'm going to.  The only thing that is kind of a buzz kill is the fact that there is another, more sweeter, not as good looking guy that I have more things in common with.  He's also going to be there, and is good friends with the firefighter.  I need to decide what I'm going to do before the weekend hits otherwise it's going to be a huge mess. 

I'm going as the classic cowgirl this Friday, it's the one day of the year where I can dress completely slutty and not be called a whore.  I love Halloween.

In terms of the boys and to keep up with my blackjack analagy... I folded.  I'm sick of playing the game with either of them.  One hand still might have a chance, but we'll see how it goes.  He's such a wild card.  Instead I think I'm going to try a different approach, which is basically nothing.  I realized how much I don't want a man in my life right now.  As much as I think I needed one, I don't have the time or energy to keep playing. 

Today I read an amazing blog about nice girls and how men don't want them to stand on the sidelines.  Generally that used to be my approach but I found the more aggressive I've been dating wise, the more I get what I want.  But here's my beef:  what about the men that play too nice?  The ones that expect you to call them, you to make the plans, you to make the moves?  I can't stand it.  It's a way for them to be lazy.  If I am too intimading because I know what I want, then guess what?  I don't have to date you.  End of story.