Love again

It's spring... well actually it's summer... here in Beijing we kind of skipped spring. First it was fucking cold... and now it's burning hell.

Well not yet... I still call it nice warm... but soon the sweat and heat and smell of people will remind me, that I'm not really fond of summer.

As it is spring... Cupid is already plotting.

Just... there are not so many matches...

As I'm not going out...there seems to be just one...

In my class are now exactly five boys. One is a slut... going out with x girls in the same time. One is so naive and stupid and young... he's a total no go.

Number 3 is nice and funny, but 1. too young 2. won't fall in love with a foreinger and 3. has already a girlfriend.

Then there is this guy who's going out with the girl from Japan.

And my roommate and friend... he is

Well... he is nice, a gentleman, goodlooking too... I don't care that he is younger than me... but... no, everything would be leading into a catastrophe...

It is really wicked...

I seem just then to fall in love, if I can be certain that this love is impossible and must remain secret.

My only confort is... I'm really really great in keeping love secret.    But... let's be honest... it's not "really" conforting.

Well... love ... I will just wait... maybe one day Cupid will have pity... and sends his arrows toward an available man...