I am myself again,
that girl I have been trying to get back to all along. That care-free, free-spirited, happy girl who has been missing all these years. The girl with the confidence, and the girl with the spark. The girl who smiles. I am so in love with my new home, it is rare that i ever think about benicia or anything that was part of my old life. I miss my family, i miss my friends, and i miss my milo cat, but it doesn't phase me here because i know it will all be there when i get back.
My french is coming along swimmingly indeed, and I have also taken up 4 different shows (a fashion show,a magic show, and 2 dance shows) all of which i am soooo excited for. I have learned so many different things it's incredible. God, and boy do i have some stories. The other day a 40 year old women asked if i would sleep with her (she has a husband), and then when i politefully declined she asked me if i would join her and this famous canadian soap star who is here. When I declined that offer as well she followed me in the bathroom and in to my stall and tried to pin me in there and kiss me. One of many weird things i have already experienced here.
I am so in love with the people here. Fun, interesting, adventure seeking, party loving people just like myself. I can't even imagine leaving them in six months because they are my family now. Already I have made plans with them to go to south america this summer, the funnest group of people ever...And although I have been looking for so long, it has found me all on it's own and I am 'in like' again. That happy go lucky, honeymooning feeling of wanting to spend every minute of every day with another person. The feeling of being so connected to another person and laying awake til the early hours of the morning just holding one another and talking. This is such a place to be in like because there is the full moon over the blue water and the white sandy beaches begging to be rolled in. He is my male counterpart and we spend the evenings flirting and entertaining with the guests all the while looking across the bar at each other knowing of the passionate night that begins after 12. He is 24 and he is french-canadian, and i am so afraid of the delicateness of it all, i don't want anything to change. I am trying to protect myself from my past experiences but it is so so hard to do that. I've never been one to put up walls.
Things are going to change like they always do but i just need to hope that they keep changing for the better. That's how it's been so far, that's the direction I feel I'm headed in.
My french is coming along swimmingly indeed, and I have also taken up 4 different shows (a fashion show,a magic show, and 2 dance shows) all of which i am soooo excited for. I have learned so many different things it's incredible. God, and boy do i have some stories. The other day a 40 year old women asked if i would sleep with her (she has a husband), and then when i politefully declined she asked me if i would join her and this famous canadian soap star who is here. When I declined that offer as well she followed me in the bathroom and in to my stall and tried to pin me in there and kiss me. One of many weird things i have already experienced here.
I am so in love with the people here. Fun, interesting, adventure seeking, party loving people just like myself. I can't even imagine leaving them in six months because they are my family now. Already I have made plans with them to go to south america this summer, the funnest group of people ever...And although I have been looking for so long, it has found me all on it's own and I am 'in like' again. That happy go lucky, honeymooning feeling of wanting to spend every minute of every day with another person. The feeling of being so connected to another person and laying awake til the early hours of the morning just holding one another and talking. This is such a place to be in like because there is the full moon over the blue water and the white sandy beaches begging to be rolled in. He is my male counterpart and we spend the evenings flirting and entertaining with the guests all the while looking across the bar at each other knowing of the passionate night that begins after 12. He is 24 and he is french-canadian, and i am so afraid of the delicateness of it all, i don't want anything to change. I am trying to protect myself from my past experiences but it is so so hard to do that. I've never been one to put up walls.
Things are going to change like they always do but i just need to hope that they keep changing for the better. That's how it's been so far, that's the direction I feel I'm headed in.