Hi....

I can't say that my life is too interesting or too boring....but anyway it's not so uninteresting

I guess...
Judge yourself

After our conversation with K. about Armenia, and his mother's FaVoUrItE country we stopped our conversation there where I would not like to do it

But I had to 'couse I was a little confused with his behaviour.
As he was flying to Humburg 2 days later from our conversation I decided to wait that day and to write the next wishing him both: good flight and all the best for the new year.

That was what I did the next day late in the evening. I wrote him a massege where I said that as we would not be able to talk later I'm to say those two things. In the massege that I got there was written that he was tuched with my attention and he was congretulating me with the new year either. I decided to finish that boring (for me) conversation and decided to write to him that if he can't get in tuch with me from Germany I'll wait untill he comes and writes me

By the time I had finished my writing I found out that he had sent me another one. It was like this: Zarik, I'm sanding you a song of my favorite group called "drug"-"friend"! It's a kind of thanksgiving to you for your friendship as you are one of my best friends thoug we know each other quite a short time.
For a second it becamed too HOT for me in the room thow my shirt was very litte

I dindn't know what to unswer but whe I listened to the song I didn't get a word from it. I said about it to him and he decided to translate the first part for me. It said: If you asked me to become your ship in the sea I would, if you asked me not to sleep and become your shadow I would.....and at the very and I want you even for a while, but I will be your friend for a while.
After that I was feeling so......confused

I wanna say that after that holish Antalya or maybe I'm being mistaken I HAVE NEVER felt so HOT in my life.......
I understand that he had sant me not the words of the song but the NAME but that was anyway too hot

And at that time I had to say that I would like him to fall in love with me. But some part of my mind knows that it'll never happen, why does he have to pay any attention to me.....and after not coming to Armenia.....
I haven't guessed yet what I'm gonna do next, but I have to think about it. If after coming he'll not write to me maybe I'll be able to think about it
