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just friends means we're not lovers

I have so much to share since the last time I wrote anything anywhere. The most pressing issue at the moment is my little guy pal Mike. He Is Stalking Me. Good lord. I used to be so happy that I just had a friend, but I've been avoiding him like the plague this past few days. My change in heart started at my first adventure of this summer.

Mindless Self Indulgence. They're a silly bitch band and I managed through sheer good luck to see them live at Projekt Revolution last year. Through more good luck they swung by again just last week and through even more good luck my friends and I got close enough to grab Jimmy (the lead singer). What I mean is I got to see them, again. I went from being middle row to second row, survived the “death pit” and the mosh and the “sandwich” and literally had my life saved by a stranger (I hugged the crap outta him after the show no worries) after landing at the bottom of a dog pile. A week later I still find myself stopping to marvel over the simplicit amazingness of air filling my lungs.

But enough of that, my troubles started when my guy pal felt me up after the show. Or well, hand-on-inner-upper-thigh counts as a feeling up when it's by a not-so-close friends-only guy pal. I'm not quite sure if I can really explain it, but he was doing his best to mark some territory as I hugged brand new friends that I'd met in the “sandwich”.

Next my other friends had been planning something stupid for a quite a while. We'd gotten our hands on booze and now had every intention of getting wasted. Note: I've never been drunk before this. All three of us were feeling that Mike was be coming suffocatingly clingy so I, his favorite, was picked to convince him not to come. Three drunk girls and one overly affectionate boy just wasn't striking us as a good idea. However due to his calling habits I'm convinced he knows I lied. However, rather than being angry he's been upping his stalking.

He calls 5 to 7 times everyday. He calls my house, my cell, leaves messages over facebook, text messages, and he would work the myspace angle too if he knew how to use it. I blocked him on instant message and I don't log onto skype anymore. When I do talk to him on the phone he trys to pull a guilt trip because I haven't been to his house recently or he tells me how much his mom likes me or how cute I am or he offers me presents and the list goes on, all in this horrible whine as he begs me to visit him. I just need space from him because I don't know if he understands that all I want is to be friends. He should, I mean, I have just told him the friend thing straight up with out hinting at it. Argggg.