As you might be able to tell from my last post, I've accidentally started dating a guy. Funny how these things develop at the least opportune times, eh? I'm leaving for Australia in 14 days and yet I've already hit the mental stage of needing to consciously refrain from mentioning the guy-I'm-dating's name in every conversation topic with friends, regardless how unrelated it is, just because it makes me feel all giddy and gooey inside. Yup, I'm the most annoying type of friend-who's-just-begun-seeing-someone.
It just goes to show how making some new gay friends can be very helpful for meeting interesting guys.
I'm surprised by how well the last 3 weeks have gone. He likes mocking everything, including himself. I like mocking everything, including him...oh and me too. I'm not typically a physical touchy-feely type of person, but when we're not around others I just love to constantly have one hand on his arm, leg, back or...um, *throat clearing*...or parts... I'm going arbitrarily say that it's his Frenchness that brings it out all this cuddling. He also gets along great with my friends, and on his own, - so there's no need watch over him when we're in a big group.
Earlier this week I was in Quebec City with him, for his school. He has 2 days of school there per week, but spends every other day in Montreal with his friends and I. It's an odd routine from my stand-point, but hey, I like it. While he was in class, I explored the old city and worked a bit. Oh the perks of just picking up my laptop and working from where-ever I want.
That being said, it's not like I did much work. I mostly explored during the day and spent time with him at night.
Oh, and I mocked his gay magazine collection a lot.
He has known since the start that I'm leaving for Australia. I've held it in the back of my mind too, as a reminder to not fall too much for him and just keep it light-hearted fun. He'll be in Canada when I get back next fall/winter, so we already know we'll meet up again. No promises of anything beyond that though, which we're both happy with.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Bisous
Him: You think too much.
Me: Ya, I know...
Him: It's not good for you. Just go with it.
I laugh awkwardly - it seems to be turning into my standard response when I don't know what to say. He's caught onto that pretty quickly.
Him: I never feel shameful. There's no point; why should I care about what other people think?
I smile.
Me: Ya, I noticed that...something about you shoving me into your bedroom without warning and all my friends going silent from the hilariousness of it all.
He keeps staring at me. He quickly looks down at my lips then back at my eyes.
So we kiss in the bar.
Him: Bisou?
Me: Bisou.
We kiss some more.
Me: Ya, I know...
Him: It's not good for you. Just go with it.
I laugh awkwardly - it seems to be turning into my standard response when I don't know what to say. He's caught onto that pretty quickly.
Him: I never feel shameful. There's no point; why should I care about what other people think?
I smile.
Me: Ya, I noticed that...something about you shoving me into your bedroom without warning and all my friends going silent from the hilariousness of it all.
He keeps staring at me. He quickly looks down at my lips then back at my eyes.
So we kiss in the bar.
Him: Bisou?
Me: Bisou.
We kiss some more.
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