Mein liebster Hase

It was his birthday... Talking about birthdays, I remember how many of them I celebrated with the guys I dated. Yet none stayed long enough for mine, ok, maybe except one of them. I wouldn't think I'm romantic, but I always think its more significant to do it with a cake, even if its just a piece. Do you call that traditional? When it comes to mine, I think a cake is too much of a trouble. Well, whoever buys a cake for themselves?

It rained like there was no tomorrow...

He cordially invited me for a dinner with him. For his birthday. It felt exciting, despite it came last minute I felt I had that obligation to turn up. At home, it was filled with questions as to why I was dressing up for the night. I said I was having a date. Apparently, it seemed to be the perfect excuse for any late night-out, my parents didn't bother me with "What time are you coming home!!" calls. And no one was asking me further, I wonder if they took my words for it...

I saw him for over 2 hours, short but sweet. It's funny, does being in love has a specific criteria to meet? My good friend told me I didn't seem to act like I am, just because I see him only twice a week?? I guess she just doesn't understand how I feel towards him... Possession to me is not part of love. Love is just a weird thing!