Her

So I have a huge damn post that I could write about her. But I have posted a ton of long ones recently so I will keep this as short as I can. For better or worse we met in a nightclub. Better since I would not have met her otherwise but worse since that carries a connotation with it. I nearly blew the chance since I thought she would not want to talk to me. Turns out she surprised me since she did want to talk and she wanted to talk in fluent English.

Well after I met her we emailed and texted back and forth for a week. Then we went out for dinner, went to a bar, went to a club the next weekend (I skipped an Oasis show to go—so that should show you how special she is), and more dinner before I went on my trip. Each night during the trip we would text each other good night or talk on MSN. But the night I came back she started texting me questions about my past doings at the bars. To make a long story short, a “friend” was also trying to go for her and was feeding her bull about me picking up chicks left and right.

After a few days that was worked out. But then there was another mini-crisis and she told me she wasn’t sure it was good to see me (because of an issue with an ex). I thought she was gone. That sucked, I respected the courage that took to tell me that and I told her that when I talked to her the next day and that decision started to crumble. We talked like adults about how we felt and we decided to give things a shot and be together.

So far things have been going pretty well. Still I cannot get over the fact that there were three times I nearly lost her—which scares me since she is a cool one and it would be a bummer to have lost this chance.