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I have eleven days left before I leave for France, and I go to Florida tomorrow. The papers I need to fill out for my dorm still haven't arrived in the mail, so we contacted the woman in charge of housing arrangements and she gave me the information I need. I will be staying in Europa, and my roommate is going to be a German girl. All I have to do is take a taxi from the train station in Tours to my residence hall.
I'm still really nervous, though. What if my roommate doesn't like me? Or what if she doesn't speak English OR French very well. I don't speak French very well anymore. No. That's not true, I can speak it and people understand me, but my grammar is god awful. I certainly don't speak German, though.
I went on a date with some guy last Friday. He came through my line and we flirted a bit, and about an hour later, he came back to buy some avocados that he "forgot", and to give me his number. We went out for some food and coffee, and he told me right off the bat that his girlfriend of eight months just cheated on him, that he's not looking for a girlfriend, and he's not trying to get in my pants. Well, I wasn't going to mention that my boyfriend just moved to Iceland and that I'm still not over him, or that I wasn't looking for a relationship since it was a casual first date (who does he think he is? who does he think I am?), and he wasn't getting in my pants anyhow. The rest of the night, he went on and on about himself, never asking me anything about myself, and continuously brought up depressing personal details. He also assumed that the reason I'd never given much thought to playing chess was because I thought I wasn't smart enough for it, and when I mentioned that we more than likely would not be going on a second date, he informed me that he only wanted me more because of that. Just thinking about it repulses me. I hope this isn't what dating is like. Anyway! Ever since that night, he's been coming to Central Market more regularly, and always hits up my line. I wasn't very warm to him the last time he stopped in, so maybe he'll hold off until after I leave.
There are also two managers and a fellow cashier at CM that like me, and I want there stupid advances to stop. NOW. Jorge won't leave me alone. He's always following me around like a little puppy dog, mumbling things under his breath and calling me "Sarita" and asking me for high-fives. Rafael is always trying to tell me things in his broken, horrendous French. And then there's David. David is always giving me special treatment. It's hard to explain why he bothers me so much, because mostly he's just really nice to me, but the way he treats me, it's as though he thinks he's claimed me by treating me special, and that he has to do things for me because I'm incapable of managing on my own. He has men that I work with escort me to my car every night I close with him in his stead, even if they're not off work yet. He doesn't even ask me if I want an escort, or if I need one. Last night I was going to walk to my car with Fidel, but David didn't bother to ask if I had someone to walk with and told Marvin to walk me. I had to tell both Marvin and David that I didn't need their assistance. I don't know why it bothers me so much. I just want them all to leave me alone.
It's funny to think that all these years I've been waiting for guys to make moves on me, but now when they finally are, it just aggravates me. Maybe I just need to feel in control of the situation to feel comfortable. Or maybe I'm just not attracted to any of them.
I'm still really nervous, though. What if my roommate doesn't like me? Or what if she doesn't speak English OR French very well. I don't speak French very well anymore. No. That's not true, I can speak it and people understand me, but my grammar is god awful. I certainly don't speak German, though.
I went on a date with some guy last Friday. He came through my line and we flirted a bit, and about an hour later, he came back to buy some avocados that he "forgot", and to give me his number. We went out for some food and coffee, and he told me right off the bat that his girlfriend of eight months just cheated on him, that he's not looking for a girlfriend, and he's not trying to get in my pants. Well, I wasn't going to mention that my boyfriend just moved to Iceland and that I'm still not over him, or that I wasn't looking for a relationship since it was a casual first date (who does he think he is? who does he think I am?), and he wasn't getting in my pants anyhow. The rest of the night, he went on and on about himself, never asking me anything about myself, and continuously brought up depressing personal details. He also assumed that the reason I'd never given much thought to playing chess was because I thought I wasn't smart enough for it, and when I mentioned that we more than likely would not be going on a second date, he informed me that he only wanted me more because of that. Just thinking about it repulses me. I hope this isn't what dating is like. Anyway! Ever since that night, he's been coming to Central Market more regularly, and always hits up my line. I wasn't very warm to him the last time he stopped in, so maybe he'll hold off until after I leave.
There are also two managers and a fellow cashier at CM that like me, and I want there stupid advances to stop. NOW. Jorge won't leave me alone. He's always following me around like a little puppy dog, mumbling things under his breath and calling me "Sarita" and asking me for high-fives. Rafael is always trying to tell me things in his broken, horrendous French. And then there's David. David is always giving me special treatment. It's hard to explain why he bothers me so much, because mostly he's just really nice to me, but the way he treats me, it's as though he thinks he's claimed me by treating me special, and that he has to do things for me because I'm incapable of managing on my own. He has men that I work with escort me to my car every night I close with him in his stead, even if they're not off work yet. He doesn't even ask me if I want an escort, or if I need one. Last night I was going to walk to my car with Fidel, but David didn't bother to ask if I had someone to walk with and told Marvin to walk me. I had to tell both Marvin and David that I didn't need their assistance. I don't know why it bothers me so much. I just want them all to leave me alone.
It's funny to think that all these years I've been waiting for guys to make moves on me, but now when they finally are, it just aggravates me. Maybe I just need to feel in control of the situation to feel comfortable. Or maybe I'm just not attracted to any of them.