Hey everyone!
It's been a little over 2 weeks
since my last blog post,
and I have SO MUCH to tell you!
First, I finished my school's sports fes.!
I wish I could say I finished it
safe and sound, but that would be
a HUGE lie,
considering I got a GIANT cut on my face.
Okay, long story short,
during practice, a girl carelessly swung
this big fat log around, and it
snagged me right on the lip.
I got a cut about 5 cm long,
from my lip down near my chin,
and it split that entire part open
(as in, I could see my teeth
from the outside.)
It was like a bad horror movie;
I was bleeding all over the place,
people were screaming and yelling,
and I couldn't help but laugh out loud
at my bad luck -.-
So, I got 2 stitches, a discolored scrape,
and tons of sentimental remarks.
Yay for me and my bad luck!
But I'm okay with it now;
I've gotten lots of cuts on my face before,
and they've all dissappeared :)
The sucky part was, was that
I was planning on meeting the hot,
1-year-younger guy the next day.
I immediately emailed him
and said,
"I'm so sorry, this happened, and now
I have strings coming out of my face.
I understand if you don't want to see me..."
....low and behold, his answer was...
"WTF are you okay?!
And who the hell cares about some stitches?!
I'd still LOVE to see you!"
...and, because I'm a girl, afterall,
I instantaneously fell for him -.-
He sent me really sweet, kind texts
even after I told him I was okay,
and I knew that he really was a good guy.
So, after all this drama,
I met up with him a couple times.
We studied at Starbucks,
and occasionaly, we went to the park
or the manga-cafe
(woah, don't get me wrong-
the place we go to is like a library).
And finally, on May 25th,
we decided to quit checking each other out
and just go down the deep end;
we decided to officially become
boyfriend and girlfriend.
Since then, we've been inseperable.
I don't recall ever having had
a Japanese boyfriend that I care about
this much; that no matter how much
I hang out with him, I don't get bored;
that I respect and appreciate;
that I am proud to call my other half.
It feels so ALIEN to me.
I've been closing my heart up
and not showing my true self to
so many guys that I've met over the
past few years, because of
a couple of incidents that left me
brokenhearted and scarred.
I always felt like I had to have
the upper hand, and keep a look out
for myself, in case anything goes wrong.
I had felt like this lust/love relationship
stuff was all a game, that I could
easily master and conquer anyone
who dared enter my realm.
I've gone out with some guys,
and more than a few, I've had a fling with.
(no, not sleep with them -.-)
But it always felt fake to me,
like I couldn't just close my eyes
and kiss him in public
or sleep with his arms wrapped around me.
I always felt like I had to have
a side of me that was cautious
and could throw him away and find another
if anything went wrong.
But this time, it's....
.....different.
It's like I can just let go;
freefall into the abyss we call 'love'
and trust that he will be down there
to catch me before I hit the ground.
It's like I can feel electricity running
between us when we touch.
It feels so ALIEN to me though,
since I haven't trusted a boy
in quite a while.
But I really, truly hope
this relationship lasts,
because we really click. <3
Sorry this blog post was so long,
I've just really missed you guys!
See ya soon :)
