Never forget that there is a statue in Sofia whose sculptor is one of your relatives, Giuseppe Bellisario. Here it is, and every time I pass by through it I reminds me of you.

Not only that, of course, it happens very often to see something and relate it to something we had talked about. Anyway, because I usually show my feelings, not so much express them,  and in our case this is impossible, I wanted you to know that I love you. I know it is crazy and insane(just like me), because we have met only once, but I really do. I care about you, and the only day that when we didn't write was soo gray and ordinary, just nothing special. Because you're the special part of it. You're surely the greatest person I have ever met, and because  I care too much and don't want to lose you, even now,  sometimes I say some strange unexplainable  things which even I don't know why I say, but you really are one of the few people I'm afraid of losing. Oooh, and just to say that this is one very small part of what I would like to do, but it is the only one achievable.      
Buut 

What if we never met.... 

 I would try just to name the things we have the same opinion about, or again, which we have discussed because they're numerous and I always remember about something more, and if I continue this would look more like a book.. Sooo, to start with my surprise when I understood that we're both Aries, we both use sarcasm and irony and I have sent you sooo many quotes from that page, that it's more like you're subscribed to it

 Because when my friends send me something which reminds them of me, it is almost always the same for you... But now I remember when a few day before starting school we were both so bored and desperate that I asked you stupid questions about cars, even though I don't understand almost anything. And not to forget that according to this, we're both psychopaths.

Of course, we don't like saying sorry after an argument, or saying that we're not right... and this leads to the "anatomic bomb" which I don't want to imagine if we actually have something important to argue about..  

 After one-two weeks when we were writing  I was even more surprised that we still have what to talk about, my opinion of you was changing positively with every following day. But how can it not to? You're the only person with whom I have discussed all sorts of topics. Starting from literature (Oscar Wilde, Dickens, Pirandello most you ahaha) politics, dictators. The dictators are really important, because we were so crazy to discuss not dictators generally, but our selfs as dictators. And everything started from this test, when I started realizing we have a lot in common. To continue with our mutual hate to communism, fashion, of course... And I chose  Lagerfeld for a background because, he is like a cumulative image, he's a crazy genius, works in  the fashion industry and has a cat... I can't say who of us is crazier, but surely you're more intelligent and  you're one of the very, very  few people of which I ask myself why do you talk to me, don't you see that I'm not that wise. I have told you sooo many random things, I can't even count them... my birthday, my monologue about flowers, Victoria Secret models, and send you photos of girls to ask you what's your opinion.. You laugh at my "patriotic" words and don't judge me like most people do.

Not to mention how many times I have complained about my father or explained you what I have done to him, because I don't like him and your reaction is always "Poor dad!", you know about the "Minions" story... I even don't want to think more about that because I ask myself why I have told you all that, but the truth is that even though I have seen you only once I trust you. I trust you a lot more than... I even don't know with whom to compare you, because in the last few months there isn't another person I have shared more. Even in the beginning when I sent you... some photos, I should have been crazy. 

Sofia, Bulgaria, 2nd of June 

During some boring class for me, I suppose it was chemistry or physics, I was telling Meri how I had spent those days. After telling her how we met and my mixed feelings about you, she advised me to write you. At first, I was like: Whaaat? No... In fact I think I told her that your self-esteem is higher enough and without writing you.. But who says that... ahahaha 

So, I have no idea what I wrote you, I just remember it was something extremely stupid, but I wanted to be  kind and nice. 

I would like to keep this like a dairy with dates, months and everything, but it's impossible... 

In the beginning I remember we were talking about languages, places we have visited, movies and other random topics. I was sending you photos of the project I was doing. I told you about my struggles with chemistry, which is extremely strange because usually people want to show the best of them, not the weak points.. Buut, I'm always the reverse ahaha 

                                              (the present for your brother) 

A little bit after arriving at Bendi's house we started talking with Marti... Of course, from all the people I have met during these 6 days they didn't ask what I think of someone, except for you. And yes, as you like saying, that just confirms that you're famous. And because you like that story, let's hear it once more: 

M: Vasi, what do you think of Bellis? 
Me: Who?
B: The boy you met today and he was telling you he has a house in Bulgaria 
Me: Aaaaa, I don't know. He seems really swell-headed (probably I used another adjective, because they wouldn't understand me) Why? 
B: He is very, very rich. We were at his birthday party at his house and we went to the bathroom and it was all in gold. 
M: Yes, yes, we took a photo of it. Do you want to see it? 
Me: Mmm, no.. Tomorrow, ... blabla 

31st of May- Angela's birthday party

It will remain a mystery for me how we didn't even see each other

1st of June- Someone's birthday party 

And here we come... It has been a lot of time since then, so I vaguely remember our conversation, but of course how can I forget your friends saying "He's rich" and mine poker face expression...  And after some seconds: 

- Where are you from? 

- Bulgaria

- Aaaa, Bulgaria. 

- Yes, from Sofia

- You have the Black Sea, right? I have a house there

- Ooh, really? Where? (sarcastic as usual) 

- Mmm, I don't remember the name of the city

- Ahahahaha, yes of course you have house in Bulgaria, I'm sure about that... 

(some of your friends) - No, no, he really is very rich. 

I don't think that we talked more, except from the fact that I remember wishing the birthday of some of your friends who didn't actually have, but I hope nobody bears that in mind. 

Then comes my favorite part, which you said it doesn't ring you a bell ( I can't think of many synonyms of remember)... I'm coming closer with Marti to you, but your friends walked to some other direction, and you followed them. I can still see your facial expression and that eye contact... "Awww" 

If you only knew how much my opinion of you has changed since then, because you seemed swell-headed, with very high self- esteem, a little bit annoying, with  attractive physical appearance, but the only thing I didn't understand was why did you seem intelligent? And by the way you were the only person who didn't ask me where is Bulgaria, or made a look of not understanding. Besides, even from our short conversation, I can say that nobody spoke better English than you. 

Pre Story

Well, I even don't know how to start, so I will explain what is this blog all about. I made with the aim of collecting our... I would like to call them memories, but it's hard, so let's say, our most significant conversation that I remember, putting them in chronological way starting from our meeting and even before. However, most of all I do it, because you really deserve to be surrounded by people who appreciate you and do nice things about you, and because unfortunately I can't do basically almost nothing, this was the only thing that came to my mind.

Before starting to write this blog I was thinking how many coincidences have happened. To start with the fact that initially I had to travel to France, and not to Italy, but I talked with my teacher, because since then I hadn't been to Italy, thus I have had some bad memorable experience with French girls... Anyway, everything was wonderful, they told me that I'll be staying with Catherina (probably right now your reaction is... whaaat?) We had been writing in Facebook, but suddenly the Bulgarian girl that had to be with Bendi understood that it's impossible to stay at her house, because she was allergic to cats and Bendi had two. So, then  they chose randomly, more like drawing lots, who will stay with her, and that was me.  At first I wasn't very happy about that, but then I put up with it.