Not quite sure how I feel about being referred to as "mi China" (translation: my Chinese). I mean if I was Caucasian, would he say "my white girl" instead? Must be fun to treat people like novelty items, although then again if he called me "mi amor" I wouldn't be so pleased either.
I think the problem is, Jorge and I both have different expectations for this...relationship. I feel like he's going in one direction of being possessive and lovey dovey, whereas I am singing "girls just wanna have fun" on repeat.
I don't really know where I am going from here, and if anyone can relate to this (speak up if you're on the same boat). What do I call someone like Jorge? And why do I sometimes feel reluctant about him? Some days I think he's the bees knees, other days I kind of find him icky. Like why are you so intense and forward? Back off buddy. Maybe I just want to have the claim to fame on making a foreign friend, an interesting story to retell.
I just want to march right up to him and tell him we are "just friends" but as I've said before, even a friendship is hard pressed to be real. Why do guys, of any nationality, have to be so difficult to understand.
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