It's pretty hilarious now, looking back, that I told myself after meeting Wouter for the first time that I wasn't going to get emotionally involved for obvious reasons; that I didn't want to jump in too quickly into something new given all the uncertainties surrounding what comes after August; and that I definitely did not want to date someone seriously so soon after ending a relationship. I don't even know why I bother telling myself these things anymore. Sometimes, I just can't help it.
Now is one of those times.
It feels so good and comfortable. I haven't felt so excited about a guy since Wei Chuen, probably. Everything feels fresh and new, and right now, I'm so happy.
(This song reminds me of him. More specifically, how he makes me feel.)
On a less gushy note: I met Pieter today! He's my friend from the LSE. We've been talking about meeting for the longest time, as he lives in Belgium (he's Belgian) which is really close to here. The weather is brilliant - 22 degrees or something, warm and nice; I went out in shorts and a tank top. I did bring a jacket along though because it is still Den Haag.
Anyway, I had a great weekend. Now it's time to go to bed and get annoyed over the fucking French thing once more.