So life has become busy once again so I am neck deep in books but I haven't written a post since Thanksgiving so I wanted to provide an update. I guess I'll pick up from where i left off - Thanksgiving.
Surprisingly, I didn't spend Thanksgiving night alone. In fact the gay guy I met at that party along time ago invited me to go with him and his friend to a house for Thanksgiving. (Lets call him Diego, since I talk about him a lot now). His friend was a girl from Mexico who is really fun to hangout with. So my night turned out to be great. There was a lot of food there because the dinner was put together for those people that couldn't go home for Thanksgiving. One of my fears was that I wouldn't get the opportunity to try traditional Thanksgiving food but I was wrong. There was so many different dishes there that my body had trouble finding space to fit all of it. Later, that night his friend and I went back to his apartment to continue hanging out. They are major drinkers so it was a given that I had to drink too. Diego, jokingly said, "We are going to get you drunk tonight". I really didn't take him seriously. We started off with Mojitos, which I didn't like that much, so they decided to switch to another alcoholic beverage. Apparently, Tequila is a major drink in Mexico so Diego's friend went to her house and got a huge bottle of high quality Tequila. We then started doing Tequila shots with Lime and Salt. My God it was Amazing!!! (I think I just found my favourite drink.) We kept doing shot, after shot, after shot until finally we finished the entire bottle. At this point they decided to move on a next drink but I was really out of it by now. I really tried to drink the next one but I couldn't. I started and stopped and decided to head home. I got up to work home and shockingly, I couldn't walk straight. MY GOD I HAVE NEVER been this drunk that I couldn't even walk straight. They kept asking me if I was ok and I told them yes, but obviously I was not. Diego decided to walking me home just in case. The entire time I was like bouncing into him just to keep my stability or falling. After I got home we stood at my door, then he hugged me and kissed me......on my neck. lol. I knew he wanted the lips but I wasn't that drunk. When I got inside I went straight to bed but was afraid to fall asleep because I felt like I was dying. I have never been this drunk. I got home walked around and drank a few glasses of water just in case. It was really bad. I even stopped on the stairs and took a little nap before trying to walk up any further. To make matters worst my Mom called shortly after and all I remember her saying was, "You don't sound right, you don't sound right" I'll call back tomorrow. lol
The next day was black Friday and lets just say I missed all of it. I got up late and couldn't go out to buy anything. It was too late, so I decided to see if I could buy it online. I really wanted an iPod so went to the Apple store and saw they were having "Sale" (Apple doesn't give sales) so decided to buy an iPod anyway since this was the cheapest Apple was ever going to get. It was a choice between the nano or the Touch. After much discussion and advise seeking I decided to go with the Touch. I got my Touch onThursday morning and lets just say...I FREAKING LOVE IT!!! I can finally carry my music with me anywhere I go, as well as dance anywhere with out needing a radio.
So I have mentioned that I do stalk people on Facebook and I guess my stalking paid off this time. lol. I was scoping the page of one of the hot guys and saw that he was going to this Salsa party downtown. I didn't think anything of it until I got an email yesterday advertising it. Again I still didn't think anything of it because there would be no way I could go. It started at 10pm and you guys know how the buses run here already. It sucks. However my roommate comes home and tells me, "I ran into Diego today and he invited me to go to this Salsa thing tonight but I'm not sure if I am going". My roommate was basically going to go based on if I said yes or no, because I was also indirectly invited by Diego he said. I told him I was busy so I wasn't going to go. My roommate then decided to go play soccer. At about a quarter to 10 I got a call and it was Diego. To make a long story short he talked me into going dancing with him and his friend...the Mexican girl. I didn't have a clue how to Salsa but I did have a good sense of rhythm so I decided I was going to try anyway. My main goal for going there however was to get a glimpse of the hottie I was stalking in his natural environment and in those skin tight dancing clothes. Never in a 100 years would I have thought I would get to talk to or even be recognized by this guy because lets be honest, it never happens.
Everyone was paired off dancing (boy-girl) and the men would walk around and ask the women to dance. I found it really difficult to get on the dance floor because of this and it was compounded by the fact that I didn't know how to Salsa. So I didn't do that well in this department. However, the hottie and his hottie friend, who I also recognized from Facebook were there. My table was literally on the dancefloor so there were moments that hottie and his hottie friend would stop right in front my table and show me what they got. It was nice to have an up close and personal view. As the night wore on they started playing music that I could dance to and I tore the floor up. Everybody was watching me. I basically took over the entire dancefloor. THIS WAS MY TIME!!! Hottie and Hottie's friend were also pretty good in this genre too but I matched they both. After the dancing competition between me and them Hottie's friend came up to me and said great job, grabbed my hand, pulled me in, hugged me and patted my back. It was so awesome. I couldn't believe it. I made a impossible connection. After the dancefloor cooled down my friends then told me that I was a great dancer. People have been telling me that alot recently, which I find surprising. I just love to move to music that's all.
I was feeling alot more confident of my abilities and so I went back on the dancefloor and really tried to learn Salsa. I got good comments for it..."You're not bad Dave" The lights finally came on after much dancing and then the party was over. (2:30 am). Since Diego and all his friends were Latino or Spanish they would often divert into Spanish unintentionally. Sometimes they forget I don't speak spanish. I should also mention that when we got to the club we met up with other friends of both Diego and the Mexican chick so there were a lot of people at our table. When it was time to go, home, the Hottie's friend came over and started talking to me. He then said something to me in Spanish and I was like "I don't speak Spanish" and he was like so "How did I see you talking to that guy from Peru?" The fact that he saw me talking to the other guy made me happy. Was he watching me? (I was talking to a hot guy from Peru earlier that night but he was speaking english at the time.) This guy was also a latino but "Muy Caliente". He was very attractive. We just talked, talked talked while everybody else at the table was watching. I felt weird talking to this hot guy at my table while everybody else just kept staring at us. Since we were talking for a while I decided to use my Facebook knowledge to steer the conversation to include stuff the other hot guy was interested in or studying. It worked. And surprise, surprise, Latino hottie then called caucasian hottie over so we all could talk. "You guys have so much in common" he said. Lol. Yeah right....in common. Could this night get any better? I ACCOMPLISHED MY GOAL!!! I told him I loved to dance, but more to reggae and dancehall etc and then the hottie (the latino guy) and I started singing out loud to reggae music. It was a lot of fun.
When me finally left. My friends said to me, "That latino guy was so into you. Maybe he wants to recruit you for a dance crew" lol. The latino guy I later found out was a Salsa instructor at our college. He's my age but 2 months younger. That gave me so much pleasure to hear though lol. Usually when stuff like this happen I think it's all in my head but when you hear other people say it you know it's for real. I didn't go to the party to meet him but he was just as hot as the guy I did go there to meet. Who knows? The more I run into the them the more I can manipulate them to my will. (Evil Laugh). And furthermore Caucasian hottie works in the building beside me. I might just start passing through a little more frequently now. My God Facebook is awesome. I swear if you know how to use it the possibilities are endless. lol
I am still in shock that I got to meet them both, much less talk to them.
Also there were alot of other attractive latino guys there. Cute Latino guys. One of them came to my table but I couldn't understand a word he was saying because all of them were speaking spanish. He did however speak English but I find that alot of international students are more comfortable speaking in their own language so I wasn't offended. These are the times I wish I knew Spanish. He took our emails with the promise of contacting us since he was headin back to Peru in 2 weeks. He was so fine. Diego joked that, "These are the young meat we can't touch" since he was young compared to us. Diego had the right idea. That boy was sexy but I never said it openly.
Surprisingly, I didn't spend Thanksgiving night alone. In fact the gay guy I met at that party along time ago invited me to go with him and his friend to a house for Thanksgiving. (Lets call him Diego, since I talk about him a lot now). His friend was a girl from Mexico who is really fun to hangout with. So my night turned out to be great. There was a lot of food there because the dinner was put together for those people that couldn't go home for Thanksgiving. One of my fears was that I wouldn't get the opportunity to try traditional Thanksgiving food but I was wrong. There was so many different dishes there that my body had trouble finding space to fit all of it. Later, that night his friend and I went back to his apartment to continue hanging out. They are major drinkers so it was a given that I had to drink too. Diego, jokingly said, "We are going to get you drunk tonight". I really didn't take him seriously. We started off with Mojitos, which I didn't like that much, so they decided to switch to another alcoholic beverage. Apparently, Tequila is a major drink in Mexico so Diego's friend went to her house and got a huge bottle of high quality Tequila. We then started doing Tequila shots with Lime and Salt. My God it was Amazing!!! (I think I just found my favourite drink.) We kept doing shot, after shot, after shot until finally we finished the entire bottle. At this point they decided to move on a next drink but I was really out of it by now. I really tried to drink the next one but I couldn't. I started and stopped and decided to head home. I got up to work home and shockingly, I couldn't walk straight. MY GOD I HAVE NEVER been this drunk that I couldn't even walk straight. They kept asking me if I was ok and I told them yes, but obviously I was not. Diego decided to walking me home just in case. The entire time I was like bouncing into him just to keep my stability or falling. After I got home we stood at my door, then he hugged me and kissed me......on my neck. lol. I knew he wanted the lips but I wasn't that drunk. When I got inside I went straight to bed but was afraid to fall asleep because I felt like I was dying. I have never been this drunk. I got home walked around and drank a few glasses of water just in case. It was really bad. I even stopped on the stairs and took a little nap before trying to walk up any further. To make matters worst my Mom called shortly after and all I remember her saying was, "You don't sound right, you don't sound right" I'll call back tomorrow. lol
The next day was black Friday and lets just say I missed all of it. I got up late and couldn't go out to buy anything. It was too late, so I decided to see if I could buy it online. I really wanted an iPod so went to the Apple store and saw they were having "Sale" (Apple doesn't give sales) so decided to buy an iPod anyway since this was the cheapest Apple was ever going to get. It was a choice between the nano or the Touch. After much discussion and advise seeking I decided to go with the Touch. I got my Touch onThursday morning and lets just say...I FREAKING LOVE IT!!! I can finally carry my music with me anywhere I go, as well as dance anywhere with out needing a radio.
So I have mentioned that I do stalk people on Facebook and I guess my stalking paid off this time. lol. I was scoping the page of one of the hot guys and saw that he was going to this Salsa party downtown. I didn't think anything of it until I got an email yesterday advertising it. Again I still didn't think anything of it because there would be no way I could go. It started at 10pm and you guys know how the buses run here already. It sucks. However my roommate comes home and tells me, "I ran into Diego today and he invited me to go to this Salsa thing tonight but I'm not sure if I am going". My roommate was basically going to go based on if I said yes or no, because I was also indirectly invited by Diego he said. I told him I was busy so I wasn't going to go. My roommate then decided to go play soccer. At about a quarter to 10 I got a call and it was Diego. To make a long story short he talked me into going dancing with him and his friend...the Mexican girl. I didn't have a clue how to Salsa but I did have a good sense of rhythm so I decided I was going to try anyway. My main goal for going there however was to get a glimpse of the hottie I was stalking in his natural environment and in those skin tight dancing clothes. Never in a 100 years would I have thought I would get to talk to or even be recognized by this guy because lets be honest, it never happens.
Everyone was paired off dancing (boy-girl) and the men would walk around and ask the women to dance. I found it really difficult to get on the dance floor because of this and it was compounded by the fact that I didn't know how to Salsa. So I didn't do that well in this department. However, the hottie and his hottie friend, who I also recognized from Facebook were there. My table was literally on the dancefloor so there were moments that hottie and his hottie friend would stop right in front my table and show me what they got. It was nice to have an up close and personal view. As the night wore on they started playing music that I could dance to and I tore the floor up. Everybody was watching me. I basically took over the entire dancefloor. THIS WAS MY TIME!!! Hottie and Hottie's friend were also pretty good in this genre too but I matched they both. After the dancing competition between me and them Hottie's friend came up to me and said great job, grabbed my hand, pulled me in, hugged me and patted my back. It was so awesome. I couldn't believe it. I made a impossible connection. After the dancefloor cooled down my friends then told me that I was a great dancer. People have been telling me that alot recently, which I find surprising. I just love to move to music that's all.
I was feeling alot more confident of my abilities and so I went back on the dancefloor and really tried to learn Salsa. I got good comments for it..."You're not bad Dave" The lights finally came on after much dancing and then the party was over. (2:30 am). Since Diego and all his friends were Latino or Spanish they would often divert into Spanish unintentionally. Sometimes they forget I don't speak spanish. I should also mention that when we got to the club we met up with other friends of both Diego and the Mexican chick so there were a lot of people at our table. When it was time to go, home, the Hottie's friend came over and started talking to me. He then said something to me in Spanish and I was like "I don't speak Spanish" and he was like so "How did I see you talking to that guy from Peru?" The fact that he saw me talking to the other guy made me happy. Was he watching me? (I was talking to a hot guy from Peru earlier that night but he was speaking english at the time.) This guy was also a latino but "Muy Caliente". He was very attractive. We just talked, talked talked while everybody else at the table was watching. I felt weird talking to this hot guy at my table while everybody else just kept staring at us. Since we were talking for a while I decided to use my Facebook knowledge to steer the conversation to include stuff the other hot guy was interested in or studying. It worked. And surprise, surprise, Latino hottie then called caucasian hottie over so we all could talk. "You guys have so much in common" he said. Lol. Yeah right....in common. Could this night get any better? I ACCOMPLISHED MY GOAL!!! I told him I loved to dance, but more to reggae and dancehall etc and then the hottie (the latino guy) and I started singing out loud to reggae music. It was a lot of fun.
When me finally left. My friends said to me, "That latino guy was so into you. Maybe he wants to recruit you for a dance crew" lol. The latino guy I later found out was a Salsa instructor at our college. He's my age but 2 months younger. That gave me so much pleasure to hear though lol. Usually when stuff like this happen I think it's all in my head but when you hear other people say it you know it's for real. I didn't go to the party to meet him but he was just as hot as the guy I did go there to meet. Who knows? The more I run into the them the more I can manipulate them to my will. (Evil Laugh). And furthermore Caucasian hottie works in the building beside me. I might just start passing through a little more frequently now. My God Facebook is awesome. I swear if you know how to use it the possibilities are endless. lol
I am still in shock that I got to meet them both, much less talk to them.
Also there were alot of other attractive latino guys there. Cute Latino guys. One of them came to my table but I couldn't understand a word he was saying because all of them were speaking spanish. He did however speak English but I find that alot of international students are more comfortable speaking in their own language so I wasn't offended. These are the times I wish I knew Spanish. He took our emails with the promise of contacting us since he was headin back to Peru in 2 weeks. He was so fine. Diego joked that, "These are the young meat we can't touch" since he was young compared to us. Diego had the right idea. That boy was sexy but I never said it openly.
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