We met at a nightclub that my friends and I endearingly called "The Strokes Bar" around the same time that I decided that I would under no circumstances leave Paris without coming back. The timing was impeccable. I had just agreed to my au pair contact when we met, and bought my return ticket.
I had no idea how dynamic our relationship would be our how well-matched we were that night we ment. Quite frankly, I dived head-first into our love affair with no definite plans for our future, no expectations and no fears. I was shocked two weeks later when he proclaimed that I was his copine. Our communication skills were, at best, limited to very broken English and French phrases. This forced us, in my opinion, to develop a very understanding relationship.
Julien challenges me to overcome my fears and I coax him to be more cautious. My unstable emotions are balanced out with his constant calm demeanor. He has taught me many things; how use a fork and a knife with flair, how to make the perfect salad dressing, and how to speak French.
He is, in short, super rad and this is why I have some trouble in taking other boys seriously. It's because of our stable relationship that I can explore the dating world of Paris and write funny blog entries about my ridiculous dates.
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