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I met this girl a couple of days ago. Her name is Eliana. I think she likes her middle name better though: Sabrina (which I like better too)
I've been thinking about her quite a bit and I wish I could stop! She's straight, of course, and very much into men (unlike some 40something yr olds with whom one may have some hope of luring into the lesbian team - at least for some time - because they are completely disillusioned with men). I met Eliana through this website where you find hispanic ppl living in every corner of the world. I had totally forgotten that I messaged her until she messaged back with her msn address. I added her and then we chatted for a bit. I found out that she hadn't been going out much because she was seeing a guy who wasn't too keen on doing anything other than chatting and going to house parties every now and then. Eliana seemed bored with the city (she's kinda new new here) and wanting to go back to her country. I was a bit bored as well, as I'm just here visiting for a month, so I offered we do something together and she said that it would be great. I didn't take her word for it though, because I have met quite a few girls on the net in the past and most "we should hang out" end up in nothing. With that in mind I didn't bother to ask her to go out, but then she asked what I was up to for the weekend and I said I might go clubbing with a couple of friends (both of whom stood me up at the last minute) and invited her to join us. She said she may, she wasn't sure because she was supposed to meet a guy in the afternoon...(how awesome). But since we were both going to the jazz festival that day, she said I could join her and her friend.

I HAD TO BE LATE...*sigh*, somehow I managed to get to the meeting spot 15 minutes late, but before I got there she gave me a call (which reassured me, as ppl I meet on the net tend to bail out) and I told her I was going to be late. Unfortunately, we missed each other and she left without me. And after waiting for more than half an hour I decided to call the number back (she doesn't have a cell) and it turned out to be her friend's. She told me they had waited for awhile and didn't see me, so they started heading to the Old Port. They were about 7 blocks away when I talked to her and I was so confused as to where they were that I thought about staying at the festival and forgetting about her. But for some reason I decided to follow them, I'm not sure why, it's like I was too drawn to her (to her voice?), I couldn't pull away.

After a lot of walking, my feet were starting to hurt and I was getting a bit pissed because I knew they kept moving away instead of waiting for me (I would later understand why). I called her again and she roughly explained where they were, but as it was a kind of park it was difficult to point their exact location, but I kept going...I had to call her one more time and she finally saw me. I totally missed her because I wasn't wearing contacts or glasses...it was kinda embarrassing because I said I had seen her over the phone, when in reality I was looking at someone else, so I went the wrong way. She came out to meet me and the first thing I thought was "wow, she looks just like Mayra (my best friend, with whom I have a looooooooooooooong history and was madly in love with for the longest time)". They look so alike it's uncanny. Anyway, I followed to where they were sitting. Her friend was a girl from Colombia. The first thing I noticed was that the girl would only talk to her boyfriend and her boyfriend's friend. They pretty much ignored Eliana. That did not make sense to me at all. She's such a sweet girl and she's also cute and funny. I think the boyfriend's friend might have a crush on here and therefore had the brilliant strategy of ignoring her to get her attention...Anyhow, we chatted for a long time, until the others finally decided to include us in the conversation.

She's so amazing! She was really nice to me and seemed to be up for going anywhere else with me (did somebody make a good impression?), if we were bored. We ended up staying with the colombian/mexican crew and they decided to go dancing. We followed along and found ourselves in a rather unique club. They had live music, it was more like a pub than a club and most of the songs they played were in french. Surprisingly though, they were really catchy songs and with the guys buying us drinks we had a blast!!! At the end of the night her and I ended up dancing together in the middle of the dance floor surrounded by a bunch of men. It was sooo much fun! I laughed a lot. She would later tell me that she hadn't had as much fun in a long time and she said she really liked me. Of course that only means that she likes me as a friend and I'm trying to not think of her in any other way, but it's just too hard! I really like her...oh gosh, not again!