Russian and some Spanglish :)

I love this guy.
I really do.
I'm fucking in love with him and though he doesnt admit it to my face, he loves me. Better then, he told me (pointing his finger at me): i love YOU. whatever that meant the day he said that to me.
We went for Russian food tonite. Last night we ate @ his place and Monday was Colombian. i've been hanging out too much with him and i've gained a lot of weight. we both like to eat, so when we're out, we eat and eat and eat and eat and eat... :)
Anyway, last night wasnt good thus my post this morning.
(to my cousin: that phrase is the beginning of a song and the 'something' is the whole situation of everything... not only someone, but the situation you're living in)
But things changed during the day. The twins were awesome and we had a lot of fun. It was the second or third time Nicole told me she loves me. Ryan says that all the time - but she was like: i love you to Venus noel. It was so cute!!! and she likes me playing some game with her, so little by little i do things she likes and interests her.
My Spanish classes have made lil progress, but now I ask them to get PJs, socks and underwear in Spanish. They do good. :) Ryan still brings me shirts when i say medias (socks) but that's ok.
Both of them know how to count to 20, part of the face, hug, kiss, up, down, beautiful, what are you doing?, where are you?, come here, sit down...

Anyway, tonite Allen invited me to have dinner to this Russian place in Queens... and while he was talking i realized how much I know him- i know when he's annoyed, when he's being funny, when he's just teasing me... just by looking at the expression of his eyes.
I love this guy with all my heart...
and i'm going to sleep...
Noe