I really thought it will be a deep, sad romantic movie, and I just.... I just didnt like it. I can't even explain why, I just didn't connect with it. I mean, yes, Ryan Gosling was awesome, but something was missing for me.
I would be a terrible movie critic, I know.
Anyway, it's two days without seeing my baby and I'm going crazy. I know he's with his family, so I shouldnt be messaging him every five minutes, but I just want to talk to him all the damn time <3 he even officially asked if I wanted to be his girlfriend and obviously I said yes. Do you know what that means?
Judita finally has her first real boyfriend.
I cant even begin to describe the feeling when he called me his girlfriend for the first time. It was so magical <3 I would say why I haven't done this sooner, like, tried to get into relationship, but I'm so happy I have waited. Some guy at the club was asking if I was single and let me tell you, it was so incredibly awesome to tell him that no, I am not and dont even lie about it. He proceeded with 'I should have known, pretty girls are never lonely' and I really wanted to say you should have asked me last week, but obviously I didn't. I didn't even liked looking at him, because he kept staring at my boobs rather than my face. Omg, yes, that dress that I've recently bought looks sooooooo good. If you put a push up bra as well, it just looks like my boobs were squeezed into a corset and like, I'm not surprised I wasnt the only one who couldnt stop staring at them. My babe was not too happy I went to work looking like this, but its work, I have to look pretty :(
You know, I used to hate when someone called me 'baby' or 'babe'. It sounded terrible and disgusting and it just made me shiver. And now, whenever he calls me his baby I'm melting away with happiness and it just makes my head spin. Everything he does or says makes me extraordinarily happy. I cant stop smiling looking at his pictures, I cant stop smiling seeing his message popping up on my phone.
To be fair, you guys know I share everything on my social media. I cant wait to finally get a selfie with him so you would know it's not someone my lonely brain finally created. Like, I wouldnt be surprised if someone out there would see my post and think 'oh she's lying, she probably has an imaginary boyfriend'. Like, yes, I want to make sure everyone knows I'm not lying, that I actually found love. 19 more days... :(((
By the way. I got into a fight with my auntie because of this. Well, not entirely of this, but basically I called her to talk to her and she was like 'I cant imagine someone loving your childish personality'. That fucking hurt, ok? Did she expected me to end up all alone, because of who I am? If we're being honest, she's not the easiest person to live with either. And for her to tell me that was really, super mean. She knows how many insecurities I have, how hard it is for me to open up to someone and then she just drops this on me. So obviously I got null and I told her that I can see she just cant be happy for me because she's always bitter and she's single because of it. She hung up on me. I messaged her saying 'wow, ok, thanks for ruining my mood before work, as always' because its not the first time she says something rude before I have to go to the nightclub. And yesterday she messaged 'of course she has comments :D' which I don't even understand why she messaged it. Well, I ignored it. I dont want to talk to her, I dont want her ruining my mood with her comments. I'm really getting tired of her talking to me this way. If not my brother and sister, I'd probably delete her number and unfriend her on facebook so I wouldnt even be bothered about not calling her. Shes just so negative and I dont like when someone tries to make me unhappy. I worked way too hard to be able to actually smile again. You have no idea how much I've went through to smile without wanting to break into tears. And every time I'm actually happy about something, she ruins it. I've had enough, ok?
Anyway, gonna go and get ready, I'm going to be with my girls all day <3
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