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YOU'RE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS This is a direct sequel to my post about B on Friday.  So Saturday, one of my local basement venues put on a big 'festival' where just about every single local band I could think of showed up and played. I knew B was gonna be there but I figured all the noise (and alcohol) would take my mind off of those deeply upsetting feelings I was having.  The event was supposed to last until only 9 but of course it didn't. This turned out to be a good thing because we were really fucking drunk. Like to the point that B kept falling over. And at the same time I was going crazy because the alcohol was *shockingly* making my feelings worse. He was getting more and more affectionate the whole night, and because he was straight, I was stopping myself from reciprocating. At around 9:30 we end up sitting outside on the patio. The chairs are soaking wet from the rain but we're so plastered that we don't care. He tells me I don't have to stay up th...

OH NO Remember those friends I made? It's taking a really, really unexpected turn. First of all, good news: semester's over. I finished my math minor and am on track to be done with all my classes in the fall so I can just do my internship in the spring. I'm probably the only music major in years to get a math minor done so that's pretty cool. Second thing, I've been hanging out with one of my buddies a lot lately. We're gonna call him B. We've spent an ungodly amount of time together this past week studying and getting finals done. He was even on one of my big recording projects (fucking awesome player if you were wondering, since that's somehow not a guarantee at a music school). He's a really close friend so it's been all good. However. We were out getting drinks earlier this week and near the end of the night I was pretty cooked. I bring this up because there was a nano-fraction of time where I wondered if I had a crush on him. The thought e...