This relates to a variety of things. First of all, I have a boyfriend now. And he's so sweet and a perfect gentleman. We went on our first date last Saturday, and that is definitely the best date I've ever been on.
He'd called the night before, but I couldn't really understand what he was saying, so I just agreed. So, he shows up the next morning dressed all fancy and I was in a shirt and jeans. Understatement, I was under dressed. So I went and changed really ninja fast into a dress and heels. After that, he drove me to a ballroom where he was part of a showcase that his studio was doing. He did three dances that I saw and was amazing in all of them. But that's not the best part. In between difference dances, there were times called general dance. And we danced every single time. It was so sweet and amazingly romantic. I learned basic steps for Rumba, Cha-Cha, Merengue, Foxtrot, Salsa, Swing, West Coast Swing, and Tango. My favorites were Merengue, Foxtrot, and Salsa. And suffice it to say, I suck at Rumba and Tango. Although his dance partner said I was good at picking up steps. And from as great a dancer as her, that says a lot. I was happy to hear that from her. It gives me hope that he wasn't just saying that to make me feel better. :)
And after that he took me to burgers and I found out a lot about him. Like for instance, he has a similar family background. Like with my uncle and everything. I'll get into that another time though. Maybe.
And you know that saying, never kiss on a first date? It's bull. It's something you should definitely do. And he did kiss me! I was so so happy and I could not stop smiling all night.
And then during the week, we started getting closer. And even though our friends wouldn't stop teasing, he still stayed close and asked me if I wanted to be official. And I definitely, definitely said yes. We're going out to a movie tomorrow and I even more excited than I was for the first one.
So yes, my life is going great and my boyfriend is fantastic.
Schools good, although I'm getting increasingly worried about graduation. But I know that what will be will be. And I'm still hoping for Berea for college. I had my phone interview on Wednesday, and I think it went really well. Fingers crossed.
Debate worries me, my partner keeps stressing and it's starting to stress me out.
My friends, or rather, my used to be friends keep hanging around. After what happened in January, I just sort of lost it and I don't trust her anymore. And I can't keep treating her like everything is normal with us, because it's not. And I'm not sure if I posted about that, but to sum up that horrible time in January, a friend of mine threatened to kill herself and I called the police. And the next day, she texted this friend and told her to call the police. And she didn't call, she didn't even ask. She called a discussion group with some of my friend's other friends. Thankfully it was just a miss up, an error in typing. But what if it wasn't? What if she'd actually needed the police? Something could have happened. So yeah, I don't trust her so much anymore. And I don't really want to talk to her anymore. I don't feel like I can.
So in this world of ups and downs, it's nice to know that there are still jackalopes around.
He'd called the night before, but I couldn't really understand what he was saying, so I just agreed. So, he shows up the next morning dressed all fancy and I was in a shirt and jeans. Understatement, I was under dressed. So I went and changed really ninja fast into a dress and heels. After that, he drove me to a ballroom where he was part of a showcase that his studio was doing. He did three dances that I saw and was amazing in all of them. But that's not the best part. In between difference dances, there were times called general dance. And we danced every single time. It was so sweet and amazingly romantic. I learned basic steps for Rumba, Cha-Cha, Merengue, Foxtrot, Salsa, Swing, West Coast Swing, and Tango. My favorites were Merengue, Foxtrot, and Salsa. And suffice it to say, I suck at Rumba and Tango. Although his dance partner said I was good at picking up steps. And from as great a dancer as her, that says a lot. I was happy to hear that from her. It gives me hope that he wasn't just saying that to make me feel better. :)
And after that he took me to burgers and I found out a lot about him. Like for instance, he has a similar family background. Like with my uncle and everything. I'll get into that another time though. Maybe.
And you know that saying, never kiss on a first date? It's bull. It's something you should definitely do. And he did kiss me! I was so so happy and I could not stop smiling all night.
And then during the week, we started getting closer. And even though our friends wouldn't stop teasing, he still stayed close and asked me if I wanted to be official. And I definitely, definitely said yes. We're going out to a movie tomorrow and I even more excited than I was for the first one.
So yes, my life is going great and my boyfriend is fantastic.
Schools good, although I'm getting increasingly worried about graduation. But I know that what will be will be. And I'm still hoping for Berea for college. I had my phone interview on Wednesday, and I think it went really well. Fingers crossed.
Debate worries me, my partner keeps stressing and it's starting to stress me out.
My friends, or rather, my used to be friends keep hanging around. After what happened in January, I just sort of lost it and I don't trust her anymore. And I can't keep treating her like everything is normal with us, because it's not. And I'm not sure if I posted about that, but to sum up that horrible time in January, a friend of mine threatened to kill herself and I called the police. And the next day, she texted this friend and told her to call the police. And she didn't call, she didn't even ask. She called a discussion group with some of my friend's other friends. Thankfully it was just a miss up, an error in typing. But what if it wasn't? What if she'd actually needed the police? Something could have happened. So yeah, I don't trust her so much anymore. And I don't really want to talk to her anymore. I don't feel like I can.
So in this world of ups and downs, it's nice to know that there are still jackalopes around.
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