The Time of My Life
I swear it's the truth...
Have you ever heard the song 'Mayberry' by Rascal Flatts? I've had that song stuck in my head since Thursday night. Very catchy with the 'duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duhs'.
Anyways.
I woke up this morning and distinctly remember being very close to vomiting over the side of my bed. In my REM stage, I calmed my stomach and refused to move.
Now, this could have been some kind of a dream, but I really think I was sick. Anyways, the point is I overslept and re-awoke to Kimmy knocking at my front door.
So, I did not go to the pancake breakfast, which is technically ten bucks donation to the John Glenn Girls Varsity Golf team.
Maybe they'll get some cool sweatpants or something; whatever.
I got really excited about working Ashley's shift today. I figured I'd be second out, since Ashley usually is, so I took some sweet time singing country music in the bathroom and eating Taco Bell and straightening my hair before I got to work.
Alas! The new trainee Sara had arrived before me!
So...I hosted, was the best hostess I could be. Hosting is really interesting, you get to learn things about everybody.
I ended up leaving after Andrea and Sara, so I got out at like 9:30. I made about $35 bussing last night, so that's cool.
Anyways.
All day I'd been thinking about Justin. How he came over last night and we sat in the driveway and how I still thought he smelled good and we talked about watching Titanic and all of that.
So I called him...he sounded tired. He ended up picking me up and we went back to his house.
I'm not going to lie, I was kinda mad at him for stupid things. I had been all day; so we weren't talking much at all when we first got there.
He was getting upset and I was about to cry...and Armageddon was on and it didn't necessarily help any.
Then I told him what I thought, and he told me I was wrong, and that was that. We were okay again.
We finished watching Armageddon ("I don't get into these kinds of movies.") and bet about Iowa (which technically is a tie because it's northwest, not north so there) that I'm going to say he won, and watched Saving Silverman ("You'd probably do that to me." "No way she's Queen Bitch.").
Then he had to take me home. :(
The cool part about that was we got to go in his mom's car (yes, it is cool) and we listened to the Dirty Dancing soundtrack all the way to my house.
You're the one thing....I can't get enough of.
Then I waited for him to come back online for about a half-hour, got worried, and called him. I'm always afraid something is going to happen to him...("I'm a good driver." "I know, other people aren't.")
Then he proposed to me online:
j samland 31: wanna get married
alexxxa ox: sure
So that's that. FYI, I did not copy off his info, that was just karma or ESP or whatever you call it.
Anyways.
I'm not gonna care about what other people think about this. I've waited three years for him...don't you think I should be able to be with him without any crap from anybody?
Whatever.
I waited three years to see your laughter reflected in your eyes, your fingers intertwined in mine, to see your eyes so close with my own. I love just being with you, even if we don't know where Iowa is or who Luke Perry is, it doesn't matter as long as I'm with you. All I can think about is you and me singing 'I've Had The Time of My Life' in the car, your voice off key as I laugh, wishing that you didn't have to be back before midnight and that I didn't have to go home. You're all I think about. Ever.♥
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Have you ever heard the song 'Mayberry' by Rascal Flatts? I've had that song stuck in my head since Thursday night. Very catchy with the 'duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duhs'.
Anyways.
I woke up this morning and distinctly remember being very close to vomiting over the side of my bed. In my REM stage, I calmed my stomach and refused to move.
Now, this could have been some kind of a dream, but I really think I was sick. Anyways, the point is I overslept and re-awoke to Kimmy knocking at my front door.
So, I did not go to the pancake breakfast, which is technically ten bucks donation to the John Glenn Girls Varsity Golf team.
Maybe they'll get some cool sweatpants or something; whatever.
I got really excited about working Ashley's shift today. I figured I'd be second out, since Ashley usually is, so I took some sweet time singing country music in the bathroom and eating Taco Bell and straightening my hair before I got to work.
Alas! The new trainee Sara had arrived before me!
So...I hosted, was the best hostess I could be. Hosting is really interesting, you get to learn things about everybody.
I ended up leaving after Andrea and Sara, so I got out at like 9:30. I made about $35 bussing last night, so that's cool.
Anyways.
All day I'd been thinking about Justin. How he came over last night and we sat in the driveway and how I still thought he smelled good and we talked about watching Titanic and all of that.
So I called him...he sounded tired. He ended up picking me up and we went back to his house.
I'm not going to lie, I was kinda mad at him for stupid things. I had been all day; so we weren't talking much at all when we first got there.
He was getting upset and I was about to cry...and Armageddon was on and it didn't necessarily help any.
Then I told him what I thought, and he told me I was wrong, and that was that. We were okay again.
We finished watching Armageddon ("I don't get into these kinds of movies.") and bet about Iowa (which technically is a tie because it's northwest, not north so there) that I'm going to say he won, and watched Saving Silverman ("You'd probably do that to me." "No way she's Queen Bitch.").
Then he had to take me home. :(
The cool part about that was we got to go in his mom's car (yes, it is cool) and we listened to the Dirty Dancing soundtrack all the way to my house.
You're the one thing....I can't get enough of.
Then I waited for him to come back online for about a half-hour, got worried, and called him. I'm always afraid something is going to happen to him...("I'm a good driver." "I know, other people aren't.")
Then he proposed to me online:
j samland 31: wanna get married
alexxxa ox: sure
So that's that. FYI, I did not copy off his info, that was just karma or ESP or whatever you call it.
Anyways.
I'm not gonna care about what other people think about this. I've waited three years for him...don't you think I should be able to be with him without any crap from anybody?
Whatever.
I waited three years to see your laughter reflected in your eyes, your fingers intertwined in mine, to see your eyes so close with my own. I love just being with you, even if we don't know where Iowa is or who Luke Perry is, it doesn't matter as long as I'm with you. All I can think about is you and me singing 'I've Had The Time of My Life' in the car, your voice off key as I laugh, wishing that you didn't have to be back before midnight and that I didn't have to go home. You're all I think about. Ever.♥
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