Happiness finally cometh

[drewschic]

Yep. So happiness finally comes to me, after so long of waiting for it. Why, you ask? Because the one thing I wanted, I finally got. It still feels like I'm dreaming but every day I'm around him, a little bit more of reality comes back to me and I realize I'm not dreaming. I still can't believe how lucky I am. He is such an amazing guy who was definitely raised right, and I know this because his mom is and has been my best friend for five, almost six years now. At first she didn't want us to pursue it because she thought we might ruin our friendship, but I told her that was up to us and I appreciated her concern, but she needed to let us make that decision. She knew how I felt about him. So I told her I was going to send him a letter on facebook and tell him how I felt, so he heard it from me, and then he could choose what to make of it and what to do from there. We had a cookout one night, walked over to the store and the next thing I know, he smacks me on the ass. I was like what in the hell was that, and he smirks and says Im bored. Then two nights later he asked me out. Never expected it to be that soon, but I think that letter, and the monkey I bought him off ebay kind of sealed the deal. And, what's more is he is already talking marriage and has been for the last month now! I definitely think this is serious and this is going to last, it's funny because the other night at the Spirit of America concert, his mom was bitching because "he" didn't get her a pop, when I was the one that bought them and he points at me and goes, wifey did it, yell at wifey. So I'm already being refered to as wifey, lol, that's hilarious. I truly believe I am in love for the first time, and I told my mom and his mom and they both looked at me like I grew another head and said duh. When I texted Kathy and told her that he asked me out, the first words out of her mouth was, about fucking time.

So, to make this short and sweet since I have to get to work in a few minutes, I've got two ideas for NaNo this November. One is a vampire story, about a girl who believes she is a vampire to the point her parents have her locked in an insane asylum (oh the joys of working third shift, I now consider myself a vampire), and the other is called my boyfriend is from pluto (thank you very much Steven, for the idea). I don't know yet which one I want to do.

But for now, I have to head off to the hellhole I call work (at least for the time being, anyway)