A perfectly normal day...

this is Maggie ♥♥♥

woke up around 8:30 am, got dressed, had breakfast and played with the new puppy my cousins got on Sunday. it's a female beagle and oh my gosh! SHE IS THE CUTEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN!!! well besides my big puppy Shane (golden retriever), no dog is cuter than him :B

well going back, i went to class, totally boring lecture about history, not that i don't like history actually i like to hear about world history, but Peru's i've heard so many times, i just get tired :P and it doesn’t help that my teacher is a little loud and loves to ask questions, especially on topics i just can't seem to get my head around or at moment i can't complete a sentences grr... though he is really nice, and short... with a beard, he looks a bit funny.

i actually talked to my cousin Aldo, well he talked to me, this isn't a big deal for anyone but; and here is way i think it places one of the top spot of my day, HE NEVER SPEAKES TO ME, unless it’s to ask me to pass him sth or to let him borrow my laptop while he's here for the afternoon. but this time he needed my help, with English, it just made me feel good to help him (wow i sound like a stuck up bitch from some teen movie) you know what i mean.

i got to talk to a friend (Gianmarco) who i haven't seen since last semesters workshop ended, we got to catch up, classes and planes for this weekend, but then my cell died on me... ok so it happened while i was in class and it may have been a sign that i should pay attention to whatever the teacher is saying, but i didn't get to say bye... when i got home i did :)

ok so i don't remember if i mentioned this before, either way i'll mention it now. it could also be added to the list of stories i wrote about my regrets when i was younger, 12yo or around that age, and well it’s not so much sth i did but more sth i should have done. when i was in school, my aunt would take my cousins, sister, other kids and me. so on our morning rout we'd pass this street, were i would see my friend and other random people walking to the bus stop, what was interesting was that (since i was 4th grade, till like 9th grade) i would always see this guy who would be walking on the left side of the street, coincidentally i sat on the left at the very back of the van. he would look ever so often to see if the car was getting closer and as we passed him he always smiled at me, staring straight into my eyes :3

personally i think that the first years were just to be nice, see the little girl and smiling at her like saying "good morning". but who does that for 5 years?? anyways, he used to be "not cute", wired greasy black long hair (a Severus Snap look) a bit chubby, but tall. then he turned into a descent guy, older obviously, and with a good hair cut. i could finally see his other eye :P i don't know how to explain, but our usual smile of good morning turned a little more sweet and sweeter as the years passed, then i assume he went to college, i didn't see him at all.

till i started taking the bus, so i would walk down his street sometimes, but didn't see him, till finally after like 2 years we crossed paths, he saw me i know he did cause he double looked, he saw me from a distains and smiled right up to the point where he passed by my side; i saw his face and then after a few steps i turned back to see if it was really him and he was look back too.

since then i randomly see him, by randomly i mean like every7 months or so. and today was one of those days, i saw him and he looks fine! haha smiling at me like always, sad part is i never have the courage to go up and stop this silly silent act and just say "HI"... i guess i lost my chance, i'll have to wait another 7 months till i see him again :( 

what if he has a girlfriend?? most likely, ah who cares, it's just a kind greeting ;D

vacation over...

this wensday classes start, 4th semester. meaning at the end i'll have been in college for 2 years! WOW! soo fast :S, but this is not the point of my post. i want to say that even though i whine about alex coming every time, i must admit that i do have fun going out with her. she brings this whole other person out of me, the person i don't really like to be during a semester of class, you know?... anyways i want to put up the pictures of those nights, which even if i wanted to forget, i couldn't... to many regrets and good memories.
i only hope that i'll get moments like this at the end of the year, going to Disney and all. i bet i will :D

just for fun, the places we went to: Sargento Pimienta Rock Bar, Tayta (bar), De Grot (bar)  and for my sisy's b-day Oceanika Sushi :)

All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you...

so I was literally asleep like a second ago, i just got up, thinking about the kiss, his name was Steven... i saw him again that Friday, i loved it, not him, just how much of a good time we had. i had the memory of that night in my head for a long time, its the memory that came to me when i woke up; in case you don't know i'm in Peru and it is 2:00 am, not really late, just wired to open my eyes and head strait to my laptop and start writing about it.

after that Friday, i went out with my friends, Steven and i planned to see each other again, but he canceled saying we’d hang out tomorrow. i went out with a group of people, and sent him the direction of the bar we were at, i waited, he never called to say he wasn't coming until like 4:00am, he was drunk not shocking at all :/ he said in the drunkest but somehow sweet "lore, i wish i had gone earlier, your sooo great, i'm glad i met you, it’s just wrong of me to go right now; but i want to see you again soon" i said sure, and it didn't bother me, i was actually fine with it, i had had a great time out, yes i did plan on seeing him, but i was ok.

until my sweet and utterly drunk cousin called him, and somehow made him come that late, he found us and sat down with me, we talked and then said something i had hear once before "lore, i have to tell you sth", me (knowing it was not good) "sure say it :)"; Steven: "i really like you, it’s just i have been interested in this other girl for a while and i don't think its fear for you to continue this"... in an odd way i didn't even feel sad or mad, i completely understood him, he was being truthful, not sth i can be mad at, right?

i told him it was fine, just friends, i mean i had only seen him like 2 times before. no way could i have any reason to feel like he was being a jerk, unlike what my cousin says but she was a little out of it at the time. what actually bothered me was how i let it slide, without fighting for sth i want which was another kiss, yes i wanted to kiss him, not for him to "be with me" or anything, just plain out grab him and kiss him. and i'm sooo frustrated about this, cause all i did was talk a bit more until he said "i should go, we should hang out again” and i said "yeah, cause your really nice".

alternate ending should be him walking away and me saying to my group of people ï'll be right back" and follow him and say "hey Steven!" grab him kiss him for who knows how long and then "i'm glad we're friends now" smile and go back to the bar. 

writing it is making me feel less frustrated with myself, it i ever get the chance to see him, i will probably have this fake memory in me head the entire night haha, like i said before i don't care if he wanted to date me, i mean yes that would have been nice, but can't a girl just want sth nice and cheese at the end of the night, to remember as "oh yeah, he was a good kisser, good night indeed" just to keep locked away for herself? maybe not, but for me at least it doesn't seem wrong.

like every girl, i won't forget him, i won't regret.. i will just remember the nice guy at that bar... to quote a girlish song that i know lots of you maybe don't like, but i adore: "it was enchanting to meat you" (Taylor Swift) it grasps all my feelings, maybe a little bit enhanced but still maintaining the essence of it all.