Transatlanticism

i’ve been talking to a guy for a month now, we’ve spoke twice on the phone and we text daily at night. i should mention it started out as a blind date for a banquet i had but because of the distance he couldn’t make it. he made it up to me this weekend i went home. oh yeah, he lives in LA. i had such a lovely time with him. i hadn’t felt this way in so long, i couldn’t imagine i’d feel this way again, not even sure if i’ve felt this way before. we hunged out in LA, he took me out for ice cream and then we went bowling. he was adorable with me! when i was driving half way to the ice cream place he says “wait, im so sorry i forgot my debit card and i wanted to treat you, im sorry i forgot it, im just so nervous right now” like ahh :) he had me smiling the whole night. it was never awkward or silent. i was shivering and he hold my hands to warm them up. he wanted me to show him some dance moves and we danced in the middle of LA live. we ended up going to a park but because it was really cold we stayed in my car and i opened the rooftop to look at the stars, sounds cheesy but i felt so comfortable with him. he was such a gentleman, trying to buy me all sorts of foods when we passed by them. our goodbye was 30 minutes long, we just wouldn’t leave. i felt like he wanted to say something but wouldn’t and we hugged each other a few times. he told me we’re going out again when i go back. that made me happy because he said it. once i drove to my house i felt so sad and giddy. i could fall for him and i’m not sure that’s the best for me but i can’t stop thinking of him. i had a beautiful time with him and whatever is that we’re starting i don’t want it to end.

I should start by saying i had set high expectations of having a roommate. I was excited and thought it’d be a great new experience. But this girl did not like me from day one. I could go on and on with things she did to make me feel uncomfortable in my own room. I was always too considerate of her and tolerated many things. She moved out this weekend to a different floor, but it’s not the fact that she moved that upset me, i could care less for the girl, it’s actually better for the both of us, but it’s more of how things happened. She could’ve just packed up and leave but instead she told me she was afraid i’d jump her one day and yell at her, she accused me of partying and being a drunk, she also said i treated people like slaves and i was never in the room so i had no right to ever ask her for anything. She said more things that isn’t worth repeating but of course that got me heated.

I’m not sure what i was thinking at the moment i just wanted to answer back to that ignorant girl. It’s one of those moments that you later on regret, who is she to me? No one. I should’nt have to explain myself to her. She doesn’t know the sh*t i’m trying to do in school. I’m part of and Interest Group, half my time i’m in meetings and planning fundraisers and the other half in the dance studio or library. Not sure where she got the drunk part from, if she wanted to know me she’d know i take strong pills for pain that probably make me look wasted, as a matter of fact, i’ve never been drunk. And treat people like slaves? I won’t even go there. I think me and her had about 3 conversations this school year. She does not know me. I’m relieved we’re not together anymore, i was upset i was in a situation i couldn’t fix but sometimes it’s just out of our control. My parents were really happy about this, she was so mean and rude to them.

Okay, i’m over this chapter with her. Needed the last vent.

I now have a big double for myself. I’ll make the best of it.

I seriously need to work on my tumblr, been trying to get my life straight and get back on track. I made some mistakes last quarter, took on too much work and wasn’t doing me at all. This feels like a good quarter; my life changes tomorrow.