A day like today

Dear diary, please help me remember the 3rd date I had with this ‘girl’. You might get annoyed from what I have written lately. Man, I started writing on this blog long ago and keep visiting once in a year or so. But this damn fucking girl increases stories I write on this site to 5-6 in a month! Yeah, because I cannot go around a let people know about us…for now.

So what happened today, dude? Another good thing of course! Gotta say something about what happened last night first. Well, as you can tell from my previous diary, I met her for real at the uni and we spent time together for a while (a very very very short time). The only bad thing is that the more I see her, the more I want to see her again. I guess it happens every time we are with someone we’re really falling for and I’m falling hard this time. I’m fucking addicted to her already. So, yeah I want to see her again so I tried to visit the uni again. But last night she told me like she wasn’t sure if she could come with me or not. Man, that really let my heart down a bit. But that’s cool! I could wait! And then in the morning when I woke up, she asked me if I would be at the uni again or not. Fucking hell yes! It was one of the best ‘Good morning’ in my life.

We met at the metro again. It’s kind of magical. Meeting her in a place full of people. Like I have been doing before since the first day I miss her; try looking for her among the crowd but this time I know that I will meet her eyes and she would walk out of the crowd. Yep, and she was there, walking like a boy, in green and white shirt made of yarn or something with funny looking pants but it was on her so I think it’s kinda cute, but still funny, I like it. Gotta say she has her own style and I dress repetitively. Yesterday she dressed like a boy, a tee, jeans, and jeans jacket. Man, it was a hot day and this girl shown up like that! Poor girl! Anyway, we took a metro and went to our destination.

One thing I really like about her is that she did make an effort just to hang out with an average guy. She was at an hotel taking care her mom, then went back to her place to take care of chores and her lovely little zoo, and then took a bike to the metro! I mean she had to go through many things in one day before she could be right in front of me. Awww. I feel like I’m a girl waiting for a prince like her. Fuck, that sounds weird.



The first thing she said to me she wanted to do is so lovely; going to a restroom! Hahaha, I fully understand how it feels to be a person who always has an urgent ‘nature call’. And after finishing God-only-knows thing, we walked through the uni, holding hand. Love this part so much, couldn’t tell if her hand was wet because the heat or because she didn’t dry her hand before leaving the restroom. What a fucked up girl. I like it. I had my stupid meal as usual while she missed another chance of ‘Khao Mok Khai’. Hahahah, want to hold her and tell her to calm down! Having her while eating is not easy, I’d rather look at her than finish my meal.

There was one little sad moment though. She said she could only be there until four. I felt bad a bit. Well, can’t blame me. She’s fucking captivating. So we went to the library, I started working on my things, she started looking for Indian books. She love those kind of things. I wish I weren’t that busy so I could talk with her more. Anyhow, she seemed to be interested in what I was doing but I was interested in her instead. She loves listening to people. She’s quite a quiet girl most of the time. But those eyes and face have many things going on under them. I think only some people would know what are those things or thoughts under her smile.

It was funny because in the end she stayed longer than she told me earlier. It was either she could read my mind or we wished for the same thing; being together a little longer. She is so patient in many ways, sitting there looking at me working and doing her things like time won’t running out. And all the problem she had at home. I have no idea how a girl like this still stay positive. How can people don’t love her or do bad things to her, if it ever happened to her? It makes me feel like I want to help her in some ways. But I’ll have to wait and I can do that just fine.

I love the way she tried to lean on me but I’m a short man, it’s hard to lean on a short man, it’s useless! Man, I’m trying so hard to hide my stupid smile right fucking now writing about this. I like to ways she tried to make me feel relax (though being with her is more than enough). I like to way she looks at me when I’m not looking at her (can see it from the corners of my eyes! or did I just imagine it myself? whatever). Gotta thanks to her nature perfume or something, I almost die from somebody’s body odor on our way back.

Before our ‘date’ ended, I reached out to let her know that there would be a little hug for her. She was shocked and stunted for a moment. Well, I would be too because there were people all around. But I don’t know how long it’s going to be until we meet again. So fuck it! I need a hug. She stepped forward with a shy face and we hugged a little bit longer than the last time. I whispered, “We will meet again soon enough.” She answered, “It would be a while.” and smiled. It was probably the first time I felt this goodbye was not a sad one at all. Because when you know that you’re not the only one who waits, it makes you fear nothing.

PS. Sorry for a very long diary. You make it so full that my heart cannot contain.

Blue,

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