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Wow I haven't updated in a while. Sooooooooo much has been going on. I'm like, never home. So anyway I'll fill you in on last weekend and how absolutely amazing it was. Oh yeah - and just how spoiled I am. :)
So I went to Martha's Vineyard for the day. No I didn't ferry over and CLEARLY I didn't drive. I flew. Yes it's true. Jay took me flying with him finally. He picked me up at like 11ish and we drove to Northampton's airport and took a plane across the state. We stopped in Hyannis to pick up his old flight instructor, and then we flew to the Vineyard. His fried is a pilot for Cape Air and he keeps a Jeep on the island. So, we took the Jeep and got some lunch and then took the ferry over to Chappiquittic Island and drove on the sand dunes and layed on the beach for a while. So then we ferried back to MV, flew to Hyannis, dropped his pal off and flew back to Northampton. On the way down we flew at like 2500ft so we could see tons of stuff up close, but on the way back we had to fly at 5000ft so we couldn't see as much, but we flew over Providence and we could see Boston and Worcester from our route. We flew right into the sunset and we took pictures with Jay's "peeping tom" camera...oh yeah and we took a picture of us on the Vineyard in front of the plane so when I get that I'm gonna put it in a sweet frame and bring it to school. He kept trying to make me fly and I just was nottttttt having it. But I gave in and he was like ok aim it over to that lake and after that I was like okay I don't want to die today. Then he started fuckin around and pushed the handle thing in and we went WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP down real quick like we were crashing and I grabbed the side of that plane so fucking fast and my stomache was in my throat. and then he askes me, "oh i thought you liked rollercoasters" wtffff aha LAHVS!<3 haha But anyway, it was so nice. Like honestly, who just fliiiiiiiies to the fucking Vineyard for the day? I was so humbled I just like didn't say anything all day. Oh man and it was so fuckinggggggggggg sexy when talks to air traffic control. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Just wanted to ... ya know? But how am I gonna be able to top him taking me flying? I got jack shit compared to this kid.
Ok now I'll ramble:
So me and Jay were talking last night when I had my hot Real World date with him because he's from Texas and the RW is in Texas...so we were talking when we saw this commercial for the new made where the kid was like, "I want to be made attractive. I've never been on a date." and i was like aw man that sucks for that kid - he has no game." and jay was like he probably does nothing different that I do. and I was just like um you have the best game. And then thaaaaaaaaaat got me thinking. I finally figred out why girls don't like "nice" boys. It's not that we want people to be mean to us, but boys with edge are kinda mysterious. When they don't tell us we're pretty ALL the time and don't call us every 5 minutes we start to think. It's kinda like a game. We let our minds do all this work, work ourselves up, and then finally when the "bad" boy tells us that he thinks we're prettyor tells us that he likes us, it's just THAT much better to finally hear it. And I speak from experience. I've had the baddest of the bad and I've had the "overly kisskiss my ass all the mother fucking time i want to smother you with my love" kind of boy. Now I have the perfect mixture. Well okay perfec isn't the right word, but it's close. I don't like to be talked down to, but I'm the type of person that can take a joke. Then there are the times when I just want to be hugged. I don't know, but, it seems like he can read me like that. He knows when to joke around and screw with my head and then he knows when to just sit there and tell me nice things. Oh, and another thing, he would totally do anything for me. And I mean anything. Like he's not that type of "let me go out of my way for you" kid, but if I needed anything he would do his best to help me out. And it would be sincere. Girls like that. Girls don't want the "lemme bend over backwards for you" guy. Turnoff. So I must say that I'm very happy. I like the fact that I've known him for such a long time, and even though we weren't like BIFFLES in High School,I just feel comfortable knowing where he comes from, knowing his friends, knowing he's not a skeevy kid. He's got a good head on his shoulders and I'm happy he sees me as the 20 year old I am not the clown i was in High School. I guess I couldn't ask for more right now. Except maybe a million dollars.
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It's never been more perfect being alive
I've never been so satisfied
So I went to Martha's Vineyard for the day. No I didn't ferry over and CLEARLY I didn't drive. I flew. Yes it's true. Jay took me flying with him finally. He picked me up at like 11ish and we drove to Northampton's airport and took a plane across the state. We stopped in Hyannis to pick up his old flight instructor, and then we flew to the Vineyard. His fried is a pilot for Cape Air and he keeps a Jeep on the island. So, we took the Jeep and got some lunch and then took the ferry over to Chappiquittic Island and drove on the sand dunes and layed on the beach for a while. So then we ferried back to MV, flew to Hyannis, dropped his pal off and flew back to Northampton. On the way down we flew at like 2500ft so we could see tons of stuff up close, but on the way back we had to fly at 5000ft so we couldn't see as much, but we flew over Providence and we could see Boston and Worcester from our route. We flew right into the sunset and we took pictures with Jay's "peeping tom" camera...oh yeah and we took a picture of us on the Vineyard in front of the plane so when I get that I'm gonna put it in a sweet frame and bring it to school. He kept trying to make me fly and I just was nottttttt having it. But I gave in and he was like ok aim it over to that lake and after that I was like okay I don't want to die today. Then he started fuckin around and pushed the handle thing in and we went WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP down real quick like we were crashing and I grabbed the side of that plane so fucking fast and my stomache was in my throat. and then he askes me, "oh i thought you liked rollercoasters" wtffff aha LAHVS!<3 haha But anyway, it was so nice. Like honestly, who just fliiiiiiiies to the fucking Vineyard for the day? I was so humbled I just like didn't say anything all day. Oh man and it was so fuckinggggggggggg sexy when talks to air traffic control. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Just wanted to ... ya know? But how am I gonna be able to top him taking me flying? I got jack shit compared to this kid.
Ok now I'll ramble:
So me and Jay were talking last night when I had my hot Real World date with him because he's from Texas and the RW is in Texas...so we were talking when we saw this commercial for the new made where the kid was like, "I want to be made attractive. I've never been on a date." and i was like aw man that sucks for that kid - he has no game." and jay was like he probably does nothing different that I do. and I was just like um you have the best game. And then thaaaaaaaaaat got me thinking. I finally figred out why girls don't like "nice" boys. It's not that we want people to be mean to us, but boys with edge are kinda mysterious. When they don't tell us we're pretty ALL the time and don't call us every 5 minutes we start to think. It's kinda like a game. We let our minds do all this work, work ourselves up, and then finally when the "bad" boy tells us that he thinks we're prettyor tells us that he likes us, it's just THAT much better to finally hear it. And I speak from experience. I've had the baddest of the bad and I've had the "overly kisskiss my ass all the mother fucking time i want to smother you with my love" kind of boy. Now I have the perfect mixture. Well okay perfec isn't the right word, but it's close. I don't like to be talked down to, but I'm the type of person that can take a joke. Then there are the times when I just want to be hugged. I don't know, but, it seems like he can read me like that. He knows when to joke around and screw with my head and then he knows when to just sit there and tell me nice things. Oh, and another thing, he would totally do anything for me. And I mean anything. Like he's not that type of "let me go out of my way for you" kid, but if I needed anything he would do his best to help me out. And it would be sincere. Girls like that. Girls don't want the "lemme bend over backwards for you" guy. Turnoff. So I must say that I'm very happy. I like the fact that I've known him for such a long time, and even though we weren't like BIFFLES in High School,I just feel comfortable knowing where he comes from, knowing his friends, knowing he's not a skeevy kid. He's got a good head on his shoulders and I'm happy he sees me as the 20 year old I am not the clown i was in High School. I guess I couldn't ask for more right now. Except maybe a million dollars.
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It's never been more perfect being alive
I've never been so satisfied