Hunting for guys and new working opportunities

Saturday night i spent in casino, spending my dad's money i wasn't able to realize such inconvenience. But we pressed the buttons of all the possible fruit machines though winning no more than we dropt/ Thus we came really early out of there coz' were disappointed.


We went to the Irish pub "Saint James' Gate" on the Rembrandt square, the famous places, both square and pub. There we were about to take some bier and coke while my dad was talking to some English women. It was hard to call them ladies coz' ladies don't call at such vulgar places, though there were almost always many Britains. I was actually hoping that there would be a guy that we've met there a week or more ago. I was impressed and wished to get acquainted with him more closely if it were possible. But i was without my spectacles or lenses and it was hard to distinguish anybody.


But before we realized there was no guy we looked for, a strange man was making an unpleasant talk with my next of kin. He looked aggressive and God knows what would happens next a manager interfered and suddenly my dad made a step to ask if there was a boy working here and how could we get smth about him. He was really nice to help us. We found out that his name was Fergle and he worked the next day from 9 till 5 in the day time. We were in the loveliest mood ever.


The next day i decided that i'd better go alone to meet Fergle coz it would look strange if my dad accompanied me. So i was very persistent and stubborn in my decision, though i was pressed in time coz' we returned home almost in the morning and got up late. Beside i nearly lost my lense, waited long for the tram, trembled inside so hard and was running in order to be on time and have a chance to meet him.


When i got there everything went simple: i asked for smth really Irish and got him at my hand next to me. So i told him that i had been there with my dad a week or so before and i liked him and decided to come to get acquainted. He was flattered of course and astonished i supposed. Though i made a first step and even invited him for a walk he told me he had a girlfriend and relations for a year or so. I was upset but not much coz' i saw a ring beforehand on his right! ringfinger (if he's a catholic then he should wear it on his left ringfinger - if he was married of course). But i guess not. He left me with my bitter bier and destiny loaf. I went away simply/


But anyway that was a flash of a bright beginning with my personal life in this country.


Next stop are Max and Dima. They live here, one for month yet, the other for some years i guess coz' he studies at HvO, a close place to the gym i train in with my dad working. So they really want to meet me and we got each others' cell numbers, by the way they r my compatriots.


I will meet them soon.


Oh, forgot to mention. I had already met with one of my heart or friends candidates. He is nice, his name is Lesha just like my ex-bf with whom i dated for 3 years and of course the other of Moroz, that bastard. But anyway he is a ballet dancer at the National Ballet in Amsterdam, a very famous one, which travels thru Europe and maybe worldwide, i'm not sure. So we were chatting for some time, he phoned me several times and finally i picked the phone, we met and had a great time. But i wouldn't date him as my bf, just friends. Not my type.


Next is Anthony, the afro-american guy from Maarstricht. He was charmed by my appearance and sends me messages more and more. But i havent decided yet to come to his place or not. Too far away for smth i'vent seen and faced with/


But my tiniest and most precious love detail is Juris.We chat a lot, i hear his voice and i melt easily and fast. His tender barritone trots down my spine and feel full of energy, warmed and caressed. I really fell for him, i want him to be with me at least as a friend and i know he wouldnt resist me if i press a bit, i dont know why but i have such a feeling. One day.