Spent a lovely evening at a house party snuggling/hardcore flirting with my temporary flatmate...I *feel* like there's a mutual attraction, but what if I'm wrong about this? I always worry that I've read too much into situations...We got home and stood around awkwardly for a bit, then shuffled off to our separate bedrooms. I feel like if I wasn't so awkward I could have made something happen, but...I'm not and probably will never be good at initiating things. I'm only living here for 2 more weeks, so I may not get another chance. Stuff like this makes me worry about my dating future (perhaps I should become a nun?). I just got out of a 3 year relationship that I think I stayed in for so long mostly because, in many ways, it felt safer/easier to stay with him than to try my hand at the dating world once again. Ah, the sweet taste of frustration and failure.
Kicking myself
