The Neighbor's friend

So last week sunday, I went to church for the 1st time in a long time. I guess I hadn't been trying as much as I should have. I was always to lazy and couldnt gather the strength to sit in front of someone who was gonna explain how much of a sinner I really was. Even tho it had been my Newyear's resolution for more than 2 years, I hadn't step foot in a church in 4 (maybe 5 years).

But I finally decided to go after I my high school sweetheart's funeral that friday. Something in me said that no one will judge me and that I had nothing to lose. I went dressed for the wrong occassion. I wore a chrisp, white tank top, a hot pink bandage mini skirt, and white sandles. The mini skirt wasnt that mini (BTW), it was past my finger tips. I had second thoughts as I walked up, but that changed once this old lady greeted me "Good morning gorgeous". All in all it was the best service I had been to. I enjoyed it and felt like i was being reached out to.

When I returned home, I felt at peace with myself. My day had been going great. I met the neighbor's friend while I was smoking on the stairwell. He was very attractive. I like guys with long hair and a different nationality than myself. Its such a turn on, lol. We talked very breifly and he went back inside my neighbor's apartment.

The next friday, I was on the stairwell again smoking. What a bad habit right? He came out as if he knew I was there. It turns out we are the same age (20) and we both like Corona beer. After that, he offered me a beer and we went on to talk about so many different topics. I was feeling hella buzz and Im sure he was too. While I only had 2 coronas he had been drinking all night. At this point, i was okay with anything. Not to say I am easy but little shit doesnt bother me. Or better yet everything is little shit, lol. We were all huggy and making out. Talking about how perfect we are for each other because I am going to school to teach and he is going to start school for medicine.

He made me laugh all night. I think that was the longest I had stayed out for a smoke. It was 2 am when I went back inside. I liked that he was patient with me. We have this language barrier because he is El salvadorian (forgive if I spelled that wrong) and I am ...well American. He taught me some spanish tips tho. I bet I won't have any trouble with that spanish course when I get back to school. (Its summer break.) He also told me that Coronas mean 'Crown' and that Modelo is the same thing but it means 'Model'.

Some things I learned about him:

• name is gustavo
• lived in California
• move to Maryland with his family
• Like it better in Maryland
• Speaks spanish, english, french
• wants to go into medicine
• Single
• Works at the hospital weekdays
• likes Coronas/Modelo (they are the same thing!)/ Henekin
• Plays soccer

I really enjoyed meeting him. I think he really spiced up my lonely and boring summer. I might even be a little sprug for him. I've been day dreaming about him since we parted. So I gave him my number so we can call and text each other. Told him that If I was still single when I come back in the winter for christmas and new year's we would hang out and act like a couple. What a nice guy.