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Those farewells

So… Tonight was my farewell in Cape Town and being surrounded by people I really love and adore, and knowing I will have to leave them made me quite emotional. There were a few times that I had to really try hard not to shed some tears, and other times that I couldn’t stop my self from doing so, wiping them away in the dark. I know that I will make more friends and that these are just a phone call or a bbm away, but I will miss them. On our (not so final) goodbye a new friend from Stellenbosch, Patch, just said, “the places you will go, onthou net dit”. To all my friends that I will leave behind in the awesome Cape Town, know this… I love you, and don’t you dare forget me!!

Those Gay Hearts

As I am typing this I am listening to Dark Roman Wine by Snow Patrol, now why am I listening to a song that would drive a single man crazy, you might ask yourself. Well that is, because, in a way, I am not single anymore. I met this awesome guy and yes he is also reading this blog, but I am not going to hold back because of that. I know that

this might sound very familiar, but I guess that is what my life is like. I met this one on the internet, and I don’t think that I was really looking to fall in love, all I wanted was to play around. Ok lets start from the top. We started chatting on this site on Friday and swoped numbers, thinking that I could get some fun out of this one. After this years disastrous attempt at creating relationships I felt like I needed to just get away from the idea and have some fun (like back in 1st year). So we started texting and and throwing in some dirt talk along the way, till my battery died while out partying with Hag1. At about 5am i got into bed and SMS’d him. He was either still awake or my sms woke him. Any who we chatted for a while till I fell asleep (I think so did he). The next moring I woke up to a message coming through on my phone, it’s him. Again chatting a bit, and then he asked me if he cant come through for some fun. Now he lives in Cape Town so it’s about a 45 min drive for fun, but I am not going to stop him. The problem is, since I live with my parents I needed to find somewhere to do this. I organised something in a sort of secluded place (cold floors) and I met him close to the spot. From the first moment I saw him (in person that is) I know this will not just be a “funbuddy”, I want more! For those who know what I look like he is built a bit bigger and taller with beautiful blue eyes, short hair and is 33 years old. Well the fun was fun and I had the biggest smile on my face since for the rest of the day. Not even the Blue Bulls wining could bring down my spirit. After he left we kept chatting and I told him that I really liked him and he said that he feels the same. I was in heaven!!

To steal a name from Sex and the City, MrBig, was amazing and I had to see him again, he makes me feel like a 16 year old school girl… wait, what?, but this time not in a gloomy place like the last time. This time I organised a place with a comfy couch that we could use on Monday. He drove all the way through again and met me there at 9pm. We chatted for a while then kissed andchatted and kissed and then we … well MrBig is a brilliant kisser, knows exactly what to do with his tongue to drive me mad!!! Any way, he only left Stellenboch at about 12:30. I have been struggling to concentrate on anything since then!

I was suppose to see him again tonight, but then last night, out of the blue, a cold sore appeared. I told him that he can not come through, because we will not be able to kiss. Seeing him without being able to kiss him would just be torture! So it is postponed till I can get rid of this virus! So, I am off the menu and am on my way to being a bf. Hopefully he can help me with a few points on the Bucket list.

In other news, I am taking a break from Lab work next week and have decided to spend this break visiting some of the CT friends I don’t see that much any more. Mr.Metro and DJ Tech is on the list I want to visit. If you feel you need to be added to the list please let me know and I will try to make a plan.

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