So another fun date with Maikol last night...so why am I completely petrified? Well because that's just it...its so amazing and so wonderful I can't help but wait for the other shoe to drop, like he's in love with someone else, he is secret a giant jerk, he's really just mindfucking me...anything to prove me right about how dudes are all a-holes...and so far nothing, he continues to hold doors and say nice things and be sweet and funny and smart and it has been completely unnerved! Like I know I say I want to be proved wrong just once but this one is sooo easy and proving me wrong so quickly that I cant relax completely...
I'm not saying this because I want him to be a jerk or treat me like crap or use me...its just so different so quickly...and its so easy...I don't have to beg, plead and hope for him to like me or to take me out...it just happens...and we have fun and talk about any and everything and he wants to know about me and my family and things I like and what I like to do in my spare time, what I want to do with my life...and he listens and remembers and brought up meeting his mom again...which is in January...this time commitment thing is a big deal...I mean it's only October...
I am sitting here listening to sappy Chasing Amy version of Kiss the Rain feeling all sappy...its like I'm all girly again...all those songs I deleted off of my Ipod because I was sick of sappyness are slowly creeping back on...and I'm trying to learn better Spanish and find a job in Buffalo because he'll be here for the next 4 years finishing his PhD...and I said I would cook for him...seriously this is changing my life...its not exactly the life I planned on...but he even said after his PhD he would move back to California because he likes it and misses it...and he asked me where I am going to be living in May because his roommate is graduating ...all of this gives me serious heart palpitations...but its also kind of nice
I notice I am in a better mood and I actually tell my mom I love her (which I do pretty infrequently because it just seems weird for me)...and I mean it...and I don't find anything really deal breaking about him...like I think its hysterical that he has no idea how pancakes are made, and cute that he's never been to a play (until we went) and doesn't understand the point of intermission...and that he ate his first pickle last night (he wasn't sure if you should eat the outside of it, I had no idea they don't have pickles in Peru)...and that he told me I am his first American friend...
Wow this could be either the best thing ever...or the worst thing to happen to me...I know I shouldn't hide from this...even though being open and honest in this type of situation is freakishly hard for me...
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