The good, the bad and.. that’s it

Two days ago there was  a bit of a scandal in the apartment we live in. My beloved’s sister seems to have a bit of a problem with us being happy…

Last week we went to see the circus. Had a lot of fun and took pictures.. uploaded them and she found out. ok.. Then, on saturday, we went to visit Genova, a lovely city here in Italy. We went to the aquarium, saw a pirate ship, visited a boat museum (something like that..), again, took a lot of pictures and had a lot of fun.
I wrote about it in my romanian blog and right the next day she was even angrier.. Didn’t say a word in the morning and when we asked her what was wrong she gave us an idiotic answer… anyway, we didn’t give a crap, we finished eating and went for a walk.

When we came home she started yelling at my other half… for no reason at all… she was annoyed because….. well, because we always laugh, we have fun, we go for long walks.. then.. why do i have a new pair of boots, since when does he eat broccolli (i cooked broccoli one day…), since when does he listen to rock music and stupid things like these.
So..?
It’s our life, we go wherever we feel like it, we eat whatever we want and it’s really not her business… I got so angry my hands started to shake and i ran out of the house, walked 2-3 blocks to calm down and came back.

I never understood people who are jealous on little things like these. It’s our money and if we want we can wipe our buts with them. Not her business!

Gosh i hope this never happens again..

We went out once. I realized i like him but none of us said anything.
We went out a couple of times after that, but still just as friends. We were always laughing, having fun and a great time together.

One day we were supposed to go out again. During the day we bumped into eachother in front of a supermarket. I was with another friend, we met with some other people and after 2-3 minutes my beloved appeared. He was hurrying to go to work and didn’t even say hi to me. I got upset but thought that he didn’t want the other people to start rumors. He left in a hurry to catch the buss and only told me he had something important to tell me.

My first thought was that he had to tell me something about work..

So we went out, met with other people, had a drink and then we went to his place. We talked a bit with his sister and after a while we remained alone, on his couch. We talked and talked and every 10-20 minutes i kept asking “what was it that you had to tell me that was so important?” and he kept saying he forgot… and began another subject

We talked a lot.. untill almost 5 in the morning. I realised how the time passed and thought about going the heck home but.. then he ‘rememberred’ what he wanted to tell me… … …

He looked at me, smiled and said “i kind of like you more and more. I don’t know what’s going on but i think i like you a lot”. I felt like i was melting!
I told him that i liked him to, but because he was acting like just a friend, i didn’t say anything.

So… we both found out we liked eachother. Hearts beating fast and everything… and then he started to talk about the time he was in the army… Again we began to talk about things unrelated to “us”, as if nothing happened. It was rather strange…

It was already early in the morning when we started to yawn… so we went to bed. I slept at his place, he had to go to work in 1-2 hours so i thought it was ok to go home in the morning…

When the time came for him to wake up he set off the alarms and held me tight.
When we woke up we had the strangest ‘first kiss’ We opened our eyes, still lying in bed and looked at each other smiling. He kissed me and smiled.

We felt like we knew eachother our whole lives. It was… perfect

This is the story of how i met my other half

I already had a boyfriend. My other half and I were working toghether at the factory. He liked me from the first day he saw me but didn’t say anything because, first, he knew i had another bf, and second, hethought there was still something between my ex and I (i came in italy with my ex and a very good friend of ours), so he acted like nothing was going on.

We were working toghether for several days. At forst he gave me a very very bad impression.. he was always joking, always laughing at pther people, always mocking them (the ones who did not deserve too much, a lot of ‘not so good’ people came to work at the campaign..) so i thought that that’s all he can do.. but i had a lot of fun (especially when we laught at our boss she annoyed us a lot at first..)

Little by little i kind of began to like him. He gained a lot of my respect when ho gave me his phone number (insted of asking for mine, as a lot of other people did in the factory and i got sick of saying no… ). He told me to give him a call when i’d like to go out and see the town (i only knew the road to the buss and the road back home..).

I wanted to call him but i was a bit ashamed. I searched for a pretext but.. still i didn’t call

One day we talked on the internet. He said he’ll be going out with an italian friend and asked me to come along, just to have a drink. I said yes Unfortunately he had to work extra hours the exact day and i was actually scared that at 10 o’clock he’ll be to tired to go out so i went to pick him up at work, with the pretext of going to pick up my other friend that worked on the same shift. So.. i was happy to find out he was not at all tired

We got off the buss and went to meet with the other people. They picked us up with the car. We went for a drink and then they took us home.
On the way back, we were 4 people in the backseat, so we were a bit crowded. I was staying very close to him and i felt like putting my head on his shoulder, but… again, i was embarrassed

That’s when i realised i really like him

How do you know you care about someone?

Well.. i arrived in Italy with the thought of getting back with my ex, but.. it wasn’t suppose to happen I met someone else: tall, black and handsome. I was always smiling at only the thought of him but after 2-3 weeks i realised i didn’t really care about him.. it was just the feeling that i can get over my ex. It was nice but not enough.

Meanwhile, at the same workplace, i met my actual boyfriend for who i would give anything to see him happy. I realised i cared for him when we started to work toghethe. There were times when our boss would send me someplace else and i was feeling sad because he wasn’t near me.. that’s when i realised i kind of care for him.

Right now.. i barely can stay a few hours without missimg him. When he sends me a text message i start to smile and laugh even on the street. When i wait for him in the buss station i see the buss and can’t stop smiling. I like to surprise him with little things (for example, one day he asked me who sings a certain song.. i didn’t know but i got home, searched the internet and the next day i had the title, the artist and the song itself. He was very happy and a bit stunned.. ), i like to look at him and smile, i like being in love

When you do anything you can to see someone happy.. that’s when you know you care a lot for that person. And it’s the nicest feeling in the world