So y’all remember my date deadline post, right? Well as soon as I decided it was time to get my shit together, bam the universe seemed to agree, because believe it or not people I met someone special.
We met in the nerdiest way possible, at a redditors meet up in Madrid, my first one at that (because you know I like to hide my inner nerd as much as possible). But yeah it happened right before my eyes and while I was getting to know some fellow redditors. I didn’t even like him at first (you know how these things go) and we barely talked to each other. I’ll tell you even more, I actually thought to myself who does this guy think he is (because he talked a lot and he had a strong Spanish accent, the type of accent I usually make fun of with my friends) but that was not the point, the point was I’m usually attracted to shy guys (
because well I like to be the alpha) and this one was anything but shy.
So we went out for drinks and such and we actually had a good time, to my delight (because let face it, I expected a bunch of boring nerds and they turned out to be very fun people to hang with). Ok, I’m rambling again. Back to my point: So we were leaving this great rooftop, you should really check out if you ever visit Madrid (link here), and we decided not to wait for the elevator and take the stairs instead (just the two of us). If you must know I was pretty tipsy by now due to a very tasty margarita incident and for whatever reason I kept trying to push this poor guy down the stairs, like deliberately trying to kill him @.@ (what is wrong with drunk me?), but lucky for me he thought it was funny and decided to stop me with a kiss. Writing this down makes me be fully aware of my childish behavior that night. (In my defense I had skipped dinner and the only thing keeping me “hydrated” was the margarita). Back to the story, so an hour later we were dancing and having a good time when the adult in me awakes and decides it is time to call it a night before doing something stupid. I said my goodbyes and took a cab home. That’s the official version but honestly I just think I was starving and desperately craving a pizza. He gave me the “you’re really leaving” eyes and I was tempted to stay but thought to myself I kinda like this one so maybe let’s not rush anything. Easier said than done…
we’ve spend the last 3 weekends like two pees in a pot.
So long story short, I think I’m in a relationship and it kinda feels right.
Cheers to y’all (god I love sayin’ y’all)!