Reminiscing

So... I haven't written here in about a year. Got lost for a while there. But anyway, on to my life, since that's what this is about, right?

Since we last saw me, I was in the Sauder School of Business, at the verge of changing faculties, and having boy drama with my former crush and friend. Well, a lot has happened since then. And I mean A LOT.

Where to begin? Well, for starters, no longer in Sauder. I'm now in the Faculty of Arts. And am trying to get back into the business school. So far I'm doing good, just have to get a good grade in an Econ course. So cross your fingers for me!

My former crush is officially a douche. Haven't talked more than two sentences worth with him since the last time I posted on here. But what can I say it's his problem and his loss. Good riddance to bad rubbish.

So I'm focusing on school now. Yes, the whole guys topic comes up occasionally.

For example, my friends thought I could use a little more encouragement and went ahead and made me a dating profile online. I was shocked, to say the least, but it wasn't half bad int he beginning. Some of the guys were decent and one was even pretty flattering. But as the saying goes, boys will be boys, he seemed to want a little action as opposed to actually getting to know me. So that was that.

But it's not like I'm obsessed. I had gotten to the point where I would sob after an utterly romantic movie or the most breathtakingly romantic moment in a serial. But now I don't do that as much (almost never, actually). I'd say the dating site made me realize that if I want this to happen the right way, I need to be patient and let it happen on its own time. So girls, know of any cute, decent and preferably Indian (I'm not picky on race, though) guys that are available?

Moving on, I should also mention, that I am no longer a virgin.

HA! Gotcha! I am very much still a virgin, but I am no longer a kissing virgin. Yes, I finally had my first kiss.

Now, don't get too excited. It was nice overall, but the guy, as usual, was a jerk. We were watching a movie, and he started cuddling me. Now, I had known him for a year, and always had thought he was cute. So I let him. Then he leaned in for a kiss. That's when I stopped him, panicking.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Isn't it obvious? Come on. It's just kissing. Nothing more."

"Well, I've never kissed anyone before..."

He's stunned. "Never? Are you serious? It's not that big a deal." And with that he starts leaning in again.

"Stop, wait. I wanted this to be special." I retort.

He looks at me, with a hint of impatience. "Your first kiss is always meant to be 'not perfect.' No one get's the perfect first kiss. It's a myth."

"Do you like me at all?" I ask.

"Sure. Why do you think I asked you to come over?" He leans in again, and as he's doing this I think, this isn't so bad. I like him and he seems to like me. Isn't that supposed to be the definition of a good first kiss?

So, I gave in. And let me tell you, it wasn't half bad. I used to think that even though it looked nice in the movies, that in reality I would find it gross, and never do it again after the first time. But even though it was, pleasurable, it wasn't... great. I didn't feel any spark. The intimacy felt good, how could it not, but not the way I expected it to. And what's worse, after about three kisses, we stop the movie and start talking a bit. Suddenly he gets obsessed with showing me Old Spice youtube responses. And then he gets a message from a friend, a girl friend. All of a sudden he has to go and is basically kicking me out. That was last summer, in July. Haven't spoken so much as a word to him since. And what's worse, he now lives in my building. But that's another story, for another time. I think I've overloaded your brain enough for one post.

Hasta la vista, panas!