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And again I lost you. I think this distance was caused by the moving into Drew's apartment. I can barely check what's around the boxes and what is now in some drawers where we tend to keep our private possessions. Although, you're not quite that private anymore, since I tend to tell Drew all about everything going on in my life. I know it has kept me from...telling you what bothers me lately.
Thing number one: Not so long ago, I went to Córdoba. At a friend's party, I came to see Roberto, the guy that I dated a couple of times when I was thirteen, remember? So, he started to say that he missed me. I didn't freak out, since I thought it was kind of weird considering more than 6 years have passed. But once I got back home, he started calling...one after another. It started to really put me nervous, since by then I was on the first days of living with Drew. By the way, as normally...any boyfriend would get upset if a past and very annoying boy would try to talk to HIS girlfriend, so it all ended up with Drew and I going to Córdoba to make sure that he didn't call me again, make clear that I won't ever break up with Drew... So far, it has...worked a bit.
Second: Have I become some kind of monster? It's just a question. I don't know...I just tend to burst out sometimes, and end up hurting some people. I just hope the answer to the question is no.
Third: I take it as good news, though impediment to be with Drew, which obviously makes me sad; it is the fact that I now belong to a professional soccer club, and I play a couple of times during the week, I spend 13 hours per day with Isabelle, doing interviews and being enclosed at her office.
Now I'm thinking that I complain too much. But as for now...things are going how they're supposed to. I mean, last week for Christmas, Drew got to meet my family and I got to meet his. It became such a special moment in our lives as a couple, seeing the big differences between our cultures.
And the question arised again...when will we get married?
xo. Annie Robles
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