I saw Gonzalo my love last week. He was my student who I had a mad crush on all last year. He´s the same old silly Gonzalo as always, completamente precioso. A, cariño mio... Anyhoo. So yea, I hadn´t seen him in like, six months, because at the end last year when I was leaving, he broke his knee really badly, and so we never finished having classes. So we never said goodbye or anything, and I never had a chance to express my undying passion and devotion either. So we went out para tomar un café last week, and it was good. Everything exactly the same. But yea..I have no idea what this guy thinks of me at all. I mean, he likes me obviously, I´m his friend. But I don´t know if he wants...*more*. At least though, this year, I don´t have any huge barrier keeping me from telling him my feelings, since he´s not my student anymore I don´t have anything to lose. But I´m biding my time...I must wait for the perfect opportunity. In other words, I must wait until we are both completely hammered and therefore I have an excuse if he freaks out or laughs at me. I was drunk!!! I will say. But..the thing is he´s so freaking BUSY all the time. He works full time, he´s taking a post-graduate class on Fridays and Saturdays, and, currently he is looking for an apartment with a friend of his so he can (finally!) move out.
So anyhoo, I´m really not thinking about this at all....
Ugh. Yea. I´m so bad at this game. I need coaching. I don´t understand American boys, let alone Spanish boys. Not that you can really generalize anyway. Gonzalo is one of those guys who has a whole bunch of friends, both guys and girls. But I don´t know how many really good friends he has.