*-. Chronicles of my catastrophic mishaps in love finding - I .-*

What is it with me and foreigners ? I mean... carajo. Requisito number one para future attempts at dating: tiene que vivir donde yo este viviendo en ese momento. Not Boston, Spain, Puerto Plata or Malibu. That's just... not nice. Heh Y maybe yo me lo buco. These geographic impossibilities. May a subconcious attempt at sabotaging the whole thing before it even begins. Maybe. No lo dudo. And even though all of these attemps havent been cataclismic in their making, al final y al cabo con que me quedo yo en good ol' Santo Domingo. Nothing. Nada. zip. And so the Chronicles begin... With no necesary chronological order, I start with Boston. As these things go, this particular person intrigued me. Dije, "oh, un gringo". hehehe. Turned out to be a very smart kid. Very interested in me, too. Somewhere in between James Dean the rebel, the way of the Beatles and the skinny ass of some skinny ask character you could think of. We created our own little world y todo. And then he was back in Gringolandia. The world didnt end. But i still missed his skinny ass. Seems like such a long time ago... and still, every time que oigo Postal Service cant help but smile... :) and so, quite suddenly as it began, it was gone. And Spain... diablo spain me dolio en verdad... fue de estas incredible things that only happens when you're riding the Heart of Gold, and your Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy tells you that the Improbability Drive has left you here. So one thing i know... this really cute guy adds me on Hi5 (si señores... tiene mas de un año la baina esa ya) AND NEXT THING YOU KNOW... me encuentro al tipo en el Parquesito [which i never go to] andando con mi ex [with whom i rarely hang out] and they turn out to be friends!! after that fue hearing my aunt tell me in Christmas how handsom he is... and something about Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind... apparently i have a place to stay if i ever visit Barcelona... *ehem*.... Puerto Plata... is a particularly long story... demasiado duró digo yo... another of those... completely hazardous and random coincidences... met his brother on a bus when i was 14... depue i dont even know... the thing went from flirty MSN conversations... to endless phonecalls... nunca fue a relationship per se... but i know at some point it felt like one. En verdad *como siempre* yo me hice muchas ilusiones, but after a while i was ok with the "you have your life, i have mine por su lao... cuando se pueda se puede, y cuando no amen" weirdish sort of thing... dunno but for a while it worked... Till he lied to me. Por que mi hermano, cual es la necesidad? Digame, mira we cant meet up, voy a ta con una jevita y ya. Pero no me haga el bulto. I never thought id be broken hearted... maybe it was the booze... Y UNA JEVA MA FEA... ay dio mio haha... Good thing was, diunavez borre to las fotos, deleted all the numbers, y AMEN. His loss. Ya well if you've actually read up to this point might as well hear about Malibu. As enchanting as the city... as much of a free thinker, but unlike the city... completely down to earth kind of a guy. We met beside some port a poties... Eso mimo... lo baño de plastico portables thingies hehe.... Y I remember sayin... diablo y este tipo in his pj's... hehe... [ultra...miami...bonche...50k people... ok we can move on now] y nada next day i wuz minding my own business y *ring*ring*... y asi email this, email that. BAM. Se aparece el gringo en la isla almost if i had one of my three wishes by a Genie (hmm other two would be... to fly and... world peace?). Anyways, that was that. And yet... not quite... Pasaron dias... weeks... meses... and this gringo that came out of nowhere changed me so much... apparently i became his muse... And he got me porque... donde te vas a encontrar un dominicano con ojos verdes, super humilde, que hace yoga y tiene un vocabulario de big words haha and doesnt sound like a nerd saying them... [con un cuerpazo... ehem] that is completely head over heels for you... modestia aparte. :) Anyways to him... I say thank you. I am honored to be a source of inspiration for a future very famous writer.