There’s not a lot I wouldn’t give to be in love. I know its really not necessary to have a man to keep me happy, but I’m so blinded to that right now. I don’t care anymore. It’s not like I want a serious and intense relationship (however, if it was written in the stars, I’m not objecting). Just someone to kiss me at times, MAYBE hold my hand, go out to the occasional disco with, maybe even a few down and dirty make out sessions (is this every guys fantasy?).
There’s a boy, a family friend of ours who is really nice. We went out to a disco a few times. He’s 19 and he lived in the USA for 2 year, in Colorado. He knows what I´m going through with the homesickness and everything. I feel bad though because the last time I saw him, he seemed mildly interested in me and it was when I hooked up with Mika’s cousin. He wouldn’t talk to me much after that and I understand completely. I feel and felt like such a slut….
What’s worse is that I don’t know when I’ll see him again. I haven’t seen him since that night. Is it just as simple as calling him up and saying “Hey! I’m taking you to a disco, and I’m in the Remis right now!” It’s not like he doesn’t understand the typical American girl and how she courts, but am I your typical girl?
Out of the four boyfriends (5 if you include Chris which you shouldn’t because I can’t remember much about that relationship considering I was 12.) I’ve had, 1 has asked me out. The rest I did by myself. Here girls don’t do shit like that. If you do that, you’re easy, and I found that out with Andres Fantin. Oops.
But whatever…YO ESTOY ESPERIANDO POR MI PRÍNCIPE AZUL!!! (I’m waiting for my prince charming).

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