Such dating, very love

Yes, I know, I said I'd talk about the Russian Olympics, but nothing super interesting has happened (aside these commercials from the Canadians and Norwegians, and also the whole world being really passive-aggressive about the gay thing) and it is Valentine's day, so instead I'm gonna tell you about the time I had a boyfriend for ten weeks and basically no one knew.

So, this story starts in high school, just like aaaalll great stories do. New school, new class, new people. Thank god for Anna, because otherwise I would not have survived. There was this one boy in our class, who would've been "the Jock" (he actually did play American football, and thanks to that I now know the theory of how that game goes), except that he was a huge nerd. Although I guess he was a cool kind of nerd, but anyway. So me and Anna always hung out with him and this other dude, who was a bit of a douche, but this story isn't about him so who cares, because nerds like nerds and we had a lot of common ground. Now, I liked him, I really did, but maybe not quite in the way he liked me. I had no idea in the beginning, I had never even considered the possibility that a guy might actually want to date.

We hung out together at the CoffeeHouse a few times when I had like 20min to kill before my bus came (he always had a lot of time after school, because he didn't have time to go home before his practice) and I actually remember thinking "wow, this must really look like a date to everyone else", but I didn't think too much about it, because again, I had not considered that he liked me that way. I had entertained the idea of what it would be like to date him, but then again I do that to everyone so I hardly think it's relevant. Anyway.

That changed in February 2011 (hey, it's almost our would-be 3rd anniversary), in Chibicon. I didn't really hang out with him there, because I have my own friends, but at the very end he kinda pulled me aside and asked The Big Question "pitäiskö alkaa oleen?" which I still think is a ridiculous way to ask someone to go out with you because it literally means "should we start being" and I'm just here like "I don't know about you, but I've been being my entire life". But I digress. So he asked me out. I was surprised and baffled and confused and all those words, because really? We talked a bit and I decided that I could probably go out with him, because I did like him and I'd never tried dating a boy before. And then we did nothing for like two weeks or something.

Seriously, nothing changed. Then we went out on that date, we went to see a movie Gulliver's Travels and for me it was rather awkward. Also the movie sucked. Well, I didn't like it at least. Whenever I remembered that it was a date I felt awkward again. And after the movie ended he walked me to my bus and I went home and man, it was just awkward all over. Though it's possible that was just me. We had another "date" in April or something (it was already spring-ish). He picked me up with his motorcycle, which was really cool, and we went to his place in Siilinjärvi after driving around for a bit and then played Super Smash Bros Brawl for ages (his little brother joined in as well, so it wasn't really all the romantic, haha) and then had coffee or something (except I didn't drink coffee because I don't like it, but anyway), watched the first few episodes of this anime called Angel Beats I think, and then he drove me back home on his motorcycle which was still really cool.

And then we didn't do anything. Idk, man, it wasn't really dating. I knew I had to tell him that we weren't really working as a couple, and on May Day I decided that I'd tell him the next school day. I really didn't want to do it, because social interaction, awkward, feeling, ugh. You know. Well, as luck would have it, I didn't have to because just as I was about to tell him he said to me that we need to talk. Apparently I wasn't the only one who realized things weren't working, and during May Day he had apparently talked with his ex (who I apparently kinda reminded him of, funny that) and he wanted to get back together with her or something, I don't know, I was so relived at that point I didn't pay attention really. He was sure I'd be mad, because breaking up with someone to get back together with one's ex is a pretty douche move, but I was just "nah, brah, it wasn't working with us anyway" and we went back to being friends. I still consider him my friend, even if I haven't really seen him after junior year of high school, what with me switching schools and him being in Japan as an exchange student for a year, but whatever. I actually borrowed his voice for my radio play, when I had a radio-works-media-course last year. He was pretty chill with it. I also briefly met his girlfriend. I don't know if she was the same one, but she seemed nice. Though it was kinda weird to see them together, but it was probably just me again.

And that was the story of how I had a secret boyfriend.

Pie out.

P.S. Funny thing about your internet, because I'm not gonna have an internet next week, because we're going to Canada. So I might not be able to make a post on Friday. Permission to postpone it until Sunday? (Ok, so I might be able to access the internet a few times during the week, but I cannot promise anything.)