So I couldn't complete BEDA

If it wasn't unreliable internet, it was forgetting my computer when I went back to Peterborough to do my last exam.

Oh well.

Anyways, I'm going to talk about Lady Gaga
Or, more specifically, the song Born This Way.

Now - this isn't really about the song, or Lady Gaga, it's more about an experience involving the song.

See, a while back, I met this girl, who shall remain nameless, but let's call her "The Turk", because she was Turkish.
Now, because of the nature of my relationship with (name removed - let's call her "Gamer Girl"), what with her living in a different country, we have a sort of open relationship thingy, since I'll never move to America, even if my life depended on it, and she's waaaaay too busy to drop what she's doing and move here.

But anyways - back to The Turk.

I met her through the Changling story I was in - and almost right away we sorta clicked - I won't go into details, but you can probably infer from this that it ended up with us sleeping together - to Born this Way, among other Gaga songs.

Now, here's where it gets complicated - she liked to get into people's heads - which I did not like - and I had to be clear with her, not because of her grasp of the English language, but because she either doesn't get sarcasm, or she doesn't approve of it, or both.

And, as anybody who has spoken to me for 1 minute can tell you, it's my first, and primary language.
That ill-fated relationship was a rollercoaster of mixed feelings, confusion, irritation, and GAHWTF? - it's not hard to guess that it ended badly.

Normally, I'd be all "EH! No Regrets!" and move on - just like the relationship with SheWhoMustNotBeNamed - but in her case, I can't. I fucked up. I gave her the cold shoulder, and it ended with a ruined, and most likely unsalvagable relationship.

To make things worse, she went back to Turkey, so I can't even man up and apologise to her in person.

It is, without question, the one regret that I'll always have.

Now that I think about it - there've been a lot of relationship problems with my life lately - maybe spending summer in SF, rather then Peterborough will help me sort my brain out.

Anyways - it's possible that The Turk may be reading this - but it's also possible that she's blocked me from everything - but on the off chance that she didn't, and she's reading this...

Rouge - I am so sorry. What I've done was terrible. If you're willing to try again, then so am I.