Last night was one of the best nights I’ve had in a while. I went to my friends house party or whatever. When I first arrived there were only about a few guys and they were all weird but not the good weird the weird, weird. I don’t know but anyways they were cool at the same time I guess. We were walking around the house which was huge, and beautiful too. Then my friend decided to do the cinnamon challenge with the guys and it was really funny I literally peed on myself. Then we all sat down on the couch and I was getting really bored and my friend Chris called me and we started talking and obviously it was cooler than the party so we talked for a bit but then I hung up because I wasn’t socializing and yeah. I was sitting down on the kitchen table when I see this dude walk into the kitchen and starts talking to everyone but quietly, he seemed nervous and rather anxious being around that many people. I didn’t really pay any attention to him and by the time I was still on the phone so. But yada yada that’s when I hung up and we all walk towards the door because more people were arriving so I stand there quietly because I’m shy at first and I didn’t feel comfortable, then I see the guy I had seen in the kitchen talking to the guys. He was tall, skinny, sort of tan, had light brown eyes, his hair was kind of curly idk how to describe it, he had a red flannel on with some jeans. I noticed he was looking at me but discreetly and everywhere I would walk he would walk lol and I was like ok. I walked beside this wall and Gaby the one who started the party introduced me and my other friend the guy in “the red flannel” He made a joke about how his name was Toby but then he goes “That’s not really my name” and I started laughing like really hard idk omfg but his real name was Jorge. I told him he sounded American and he told me he had family from Sicily and he started tellimg me a bunch of facts from Sicily which I thought was cute. I asked him how old he was and stuff (He’s 16) so I told him that we should move to another place because we were in the way of everything and I sat down in the kitchen table and he was standing up lol anyways I don’t know how we started talking about this but I told him how I needed to feel comfortable around a large group of people so I would start talking and how I was so socially inept because I barely even went out and shit and he went “oh but are you diagnosed with something that makes you act like that?” I told him I didn’t and I asked him if he was shy as well and he told me that he was diagnosed with aspergers syndrome which is a type of autism which made him feel trapped, jailed around a lot of people. Then I explained to him how there was a boy in my school who had that syndrome but didn’t really know how to control it. I explained to him how he had random bursts of anger and he told me he used to be like that but he now knows how to control it. I asked him what type of music he was into and he told me he listened to a bunch and I asked him if he liked indie rock and he said of course and started mentioning all of my favorite bands and artists and I almosted pooped on myself because it was so fucking amazing. The Arctic Monkeys, The Strokes, Bon Iver, oh my God. I told him I liked them too and I started having a seizure and he hugged me lmbo and I told him it was hard to find someone who liked the type of music I did on this island. He told me how his cousin saw The arctic monkeys and the black keys in a concert in New York. Then he told me he liked The Velvet Underground and I told him I did too and we both had an attack it was cute. We sat down in the sofa and kept on talking about music and our favorite eras in history and about Led Zepellin, Jimi Hendrix, Woodstock and a bunch of other things I wouldn’t have been able to talk about with that many people I know. We were both so lost in eachother and fascinated by eachother it was amazing. We talked about our favorite films and sitcoms and books we had read and we honestly had so much in common we just connected and I felt like I had known him lonher then what I really did which was about an hour or so. He would quote his favorite films, his favorite books and he would also know the exact date of when the movies were filmed. We talked about The Virgin Suicides, Looking for Alaska, Perks of Being A Wallflower and ugh okay it was just wonderful. Then he proceeded to talk about The Ramones, Sex Pistols, The Runaways and jjdhdvsfzhdkdbd I was falling in love. We talked about what we wanted to study in the future and told me he wanted to be an artist among other things and little did he know I wanted to be an artist too. We talked about Andy Warhol and art and just everything. I have never felt so comfortable with a guy I had just met. I told him he was really intelligent and interesting and awesome at various times and he told me I was one of the most interesting girls he had met especially because I liked The Velvet Underground and he’d never met a girl who’d like them. He told me he liked Johnny Cash and Elvis Presley and he started singing like him and it was so damn cute. He was such a nerd and such a geek it was adorable and perfect. I told him it was cute every time he’d quote a film or just say something so smart and he’d say: You’re pretty cute as well. I also asked him to say something in spanish and he had like an american accent and it was so cute omfg he said: Tu eres la nena mas bella del mundo and I laughed and ugh. We’d talk about how awesome it’d be if we went to the indie fest together and saw MGMT live. He also told me how he draws posters for a new movie theatre they opened up here in Puerto Rico. He mentioned how his ex which lived in California was currently in a Lady Antebellum or whatever concert and how that named sounded like if the lead singer would be a black girl omg I told him it was nice meeting a guy like him because you don’t find that many people willing to accept you and not judge you and have all of these things in common he told me it was amazing meeting me as well. We felt so comfortable around eachother he put his arm around me then layed his head on my thighs lol I asked him how he was in school and he said he didn’t have any friends and that he was usually quiet. God I can’t even explain the way I felt. He was so outgoing and just awesome. When I called him interesting he said “Really? That means a lot nobody has ever said that to me” and I died. He recommended so many movies and told me to specifically watch Midnight in Paris. He told me we were soulmates and that he needed to hang out after he came back from his trip to Florida. I got his number too. I had to go eventually and he said “When will we see eachother again?” I smiled and said don’t know, hopefully soon. He walked me outside and he was nervous and awkward sort of it was funny. So yeah that was my awesome fucking night man.