Julikova in Moscow

Romanticism.

Every minute we’re losing it. The guys think “Why do I have to waste all my money and time on her when both of us pretty much know where it’s gonna end… Why don’t we get straight on to that?” Of course a lot of you will argue with me but basically it is like that and not only from the side of the guy but from the side of the girl too.

The art of relationships is pretty much like business. Both of you could be good looking and smart and funny and she might be hesitant about who to choose, but suddenly you’re competitor says or does something you’ve never thought of and – she’s his. And you might not understand what happened and it was that thing we call romanticism.

Every girl wants it. She needs attention, flowers, words and kisses. The more you give it to her – 1.the more you spoil her 2. The more you tie her to yourself. The biggest mistake people make is they think that romanticism is about money –WRONG. You can give her a huge bunch of flowers from the best designer in the city and then with a bored face say “Ok, can I have my blow-job now?” No need to say that the evening will be spoiled for both of you. And of course there are opposite examples when you say the right words at the right moments and then you’ll be shocked because suddenly and unexpectedly – she kisses you. Why? Because you didn’t talk about your dick – that’s why!:)

After Alex dumped me I started getting some attention. And for me everything is very silly right now because I get to choose and the thought of starting everything from the scratch scares me a little. So there was this guy who was following me for a while and finally I decided to give him a chance. We started seeing each other pretty often but I already knew that nothing is possible between us, but still I didn’t want to be alone, so I was waiting for a miracle. One night he decided to tell me about the way he felt for me. I was standing there watching him in a way that a normal person would be watching a play. The things he was telling me – I wanted to laugh, but I couldn’t because for him it was serious. Things like “I think it’s better that we’d be together, of course I don’t think we’d last long, I don’t give it more than a month, but I think you’d be a great fool if you lose such an opportunity”… Now what was I supposed to say to that? I said “I’ll think about it” and then burst out laughing when I finally got into my house.

A couple of days latter we were sitting in the dorms – Him, his two friends, Masha and I. We were talking about all sorts of stuff and he was behaving as if I was his property. Suddenly one of his friends, while all of us were talking about something else, asks me – “What’s your favorite flower?” I glanced at him as if I saw him for the first time, I don’t think I’ve ever noticed this friend of his. But the most frightening thing was that I don’t think anyone has ever asked me about it before. Moreover he said –“Don’t tell me, I’ll try to guess.” Then everybody joined in guessing what Masha’s and my favorite flowers were. “Lily” – he says at one point. “No, but close, it does grow in the forest”. Then the guy who thought I belonged to him goes “What the hell are you all doing, what is this all about this guessing game – just tell em for Christ sake!” And I did – “Lily of the valley”. The one who asked the question goes “Damn, I was so close”, the guy who was holding me says “They don’t grow in the forest – babushka’s sell them in the metro for 10 rubles!” and then laughs as a donkey. For some reason he was very surprised when found out that I’m with his friend now and he still questions me about why it happened like that…