i was in love, but that was yesterday! now i´m ok!....
i just met the most beautiful mexican ever. well thats how it feels right now cause i´m a fucking giddy school girl.
this weekend i went out around malasaña and met a couple of germans. very cool guys, one of them was just plain adorable. well i stayed up till about 8.30 or so and this mexican guy (total sketchball) needed a place to stay, i wanted to work on my karma and so i let him stay. i was so scared he was going to steal something, anyhow he didnt. on sunday the german guy (stefan) called me and we met up and smoked some, had some drinks, then departed. he said he´s straight but it sure as hell doesnt seem like it sometimtes. regardless, just a few minutes a go i was walking to the photocopy place and i saw this one guy, i stopped and asked for directions and the first thing he asked is if i´m mexican, yup, so he hugs me and calls me paisano (mind you i´ve met a good amount of mexicans by now none of which were remotely as excited as this guy)so he walked ryan(total fag so he obviously dont mind us homosexuals) and i to the photocopy place, says we should hang out etc etc
i do have to say this guy sounded very flirty and mentioned watching porno tonight? i mean it was a joke, but seriously it´s just weird that someone was giving us that much attention u know? i think of straight guys doing that to straight girls trying to get their number and hang out etc etc
well that was him, but with ryan and i. he was so beautiful!
big eyes, slender, light brown hair light brown eyes red lips, i totally see a pattern as to the men that i like but i can´t help it. so he has this important job that requries very ¨office attire¨some sort of exterior political something, says i´m a square at work but i do whatever i want outside the office. yea very much like luis miguel. cept he probably isnt a fucking asshole. he invited us to come over and watch movies tonight, smoke some, also said he´ll help me out in finding weed (i already found hash but it just isn the same, and my throat is killing me). so yea, the cute german kid is interesting and i´m sure i´ll continue hanging out with him but i have to admit this guy has put a very dumb looking smile on my face, which hasnt happen in a loooooooooooooooooooooong time. whether this mexican guy is gay or not, it doesn´t matter, the fact that i can actually be excited about someone makes me feel good, makes me realize that i´m definately healing up and the idea of ¨yes these are my feelings but i have to force myself to get over it and not dwell¨ may be making me quite bitter, but it works. so fuck it. besides, it just feels good to feel good again :-p
i also think i´m going to drop the journalism class for the literature class. i was taking it for practicality purposes (i dont want to starve) but i really wouldn´t mind teaching at a community college after i get my m.a. and later on when i want to apply for my phd somewhere, it would obviously be in my best interest to have as many literature classes as possible. fuck translation.
my schedule is perfect. when i change my class i´ll have to come to school at 11 on monday, then on tuesday, wednesday and thursday i don´t have to come in until 1 or 2 and friday´s there´s no classes. fuckin a´!
oh, and i´m done for the day by 5.20 for the most part
i already feel like i´m losing weight and it fucking rules! ¨groups and or ¨cliques¨ are already forming which isnt exactly bad because the people that are social that like to go out and meet new people are starting to find each other, so it works.
i have to head to class. ciao ciao
this weekend i went out around malasaña and met a couple of germans. very cool guys, one of them was just plain adorable. well i stayed up till about 8.30 or so and this mexican guy (total sketchball) needed a place to stay, i wanted to work on my karma and so i let him stay. i was so scared he was going to steal something, anyhow he didnt. on sunday the german guy (stefan) called me and we met up and smoked some, had some drinks, then departed. he said he´s straight but it sure as hell doesnt seem like it sometimtes. regardless, just a few minutes a go i was walking to the photocopy place and i saw this one guy, i stopped and asked for directions and the first thing he asked is if i´m mexican, yup, so he hugs me and calls me paisano (mind you i´ve met a good amount of mexicans by now none of which were remotely as excited as this guy)so he walked ryan(total fag so he obviously dont mind us homosexuals) and i to the photocopy place, says we should hang out etc etc
i do have to say this guy sounded very flirty and mentioned watching porno tonight? i mean it was a joke, but seriously it´s just weird that someone was giving us that much attention u know? i think of straight guys doing that to straight girls trying to get their number and hang out etc etc
well that was him, but with ryan and i. he was so beautiful!
big eyes, slender, light brown hair light brown eyes red lips, i totally see a pattern as to the men that i like but i can´t help it. so he has this important job that requries very ¨office attire¨some sort of exterior political something, says i´m a square at work but i do whatever i want outside the office. yea very much like luis miguel. cept he probably isnt a fucking asshole. he invited us to come over and watch movies tonight, smoke some, also said he´ll help me out in finding weed (i already found hash but it just isn the same, and my throat is killing me). so yea, the cute german kid is interesting and i´m sure i´ll continue hanging out with him but i have to admit this guy has put a very dumb looking smile on my face, which hasnt happen in a loooooooooooooooooooooong time. whether this mexican guy is gay or not, it doesn´t matter, the fact that i can actually be excited about someone makes me feel good, makes me realize that i´m definately healing up and the idea of ¨yes these are my feelings but i have to force myself to get over it and not dwell¨ may be making me quite bitter, but it works. so fuck it. besides, it just feels good to feel good again :-p
i also think i´m going to drop the journalism class for the literature class. i was taking it for practicality purposes (i dont want to starve) but i really wouldn´t mind teaching at a community college after i get my m.a. and later on when i want to apply for my phd somewhere, it would obviously be in my best interest to have as many literature classes as possible. fuck translation.
my schedule is perfect. when i change my class i´ll have to come to school at 11 on monday, then on tuesday, wednesday and thursday i don´t have to come in until 1 or 2 and friday´s there´s no classes. fuckin a´!
oh, and i´m done for the day by 5.20 for the most part
i already feel like i´m losing weight and it fucking rules! ¨groups and or ¨cliques¨ are already forming which isnt exactly bad because the people that are social that like to go out and meet new people are starting to find each other, so it works.
i have to head to class. ciao ciao