"The butterflies in my stomach;; they could bring me to my knees."
I have been far too wrapped up in my currently amazing life to update.
That may sound a bit self-centered and what not, but my life is pretty marvelous right now.
On the first day of school I met this young man.
His name is Christopher David Williams.
On the fourth day of school, it became apparent that we both felt something.
Not a something that two friends feel...another something.
So we began hanging out outside of school.
A while back we went to DR. We had an awesome Lightsaber fight in Target (pronounced Tarzchay) that ended in a tickle fight. I totally lost.
We asked security guards to race us and I pushed him around in a shopping cart.
It was a most excellent time.
We then saw Pulse (which by the way was horrible and not scary in the slightest) and regardless of the poor quality the film possessed, I thoroughly enjoyed his company.
As time progressed we became a couple, and we have since shared many other exciting adventures;; including sky-watching in the park, kissing in the rain, doing cartwheels in public, laying beneath the stars in the middle of the street, playing Halo...well, actually it's him playing Halo and me trying desperately to control my hand/eye coordination.
You hear a lot of people say "wait for the guy who calls you beautiful" and what not. But I say, wait for the guy who grabs you by your ankles, throws you over his shoulders, and spins you around in circles.
He pretty much makes me insanely happy.
We've now been together for eight whole days.
Impressive, eh?
*sarcasm*
But seriously now. He's an amazing guy, and I'm really lucky to have him in my life.
There's some major sadness --completely unrelated to Chris-- creeping about my picture of perfection, but I'm choosing to keep it out of my frame of view.
Why dwell on the negative, right?
Affirmative. Remaining positive is the key.
[♥]
That may sound a bit self-centered and what not, but my life is pretty marvelous right now.
On the first day of school I met this young man.
His name is Christopher David Williams.
On the fourth day of school, it became apparent that we both felt something.
Not a something that two friends feel...another something.
So we began hanging out outside of school.
A while back we went to DR. We had an awesome Lightsaber fight in Target (pronounced Tarzchay) that ended in a tickle fight. I totally lost.
We asked security guards to race us and I pushed him around in a shopping cart.
It was a most excellent time.
We then saw Pulse (which by the way was horrible and not scary in the slightest) and regardless of the poor quality the film possessed, I thoroughly enjoyed his company.
As time progressed we became a couple, and we have since shared many other exciting adventures;; including sky-watching in the park, kissing in the rain, doing cartwheels in public, laying beneath the stars in the middle of the street, playing Halo...well, actually it's him playing Halo and me trying desperately to control my hand/eye coordination.
You hear a lot of people say "wait for the guy who calls you beautiful" and what not. But I say, wait for the guy who grabs you by your ankles, throws you over his shoulders, and spins you around in circles.
He pretty much makes me insanely happy.
We've now been together for eight whole days.
Impressive, eh?
*sarcasm*
But seriously now. He's an amazing guy, and I'm really lucky to have him in my life.
There's some major sadness --completely unrelated to Chris-- creeping about my picture of perfection, but I'm choosing to keep it out of my frame of view.
Why dwell on the negative, right?
Affirmative. Remaining positive is the key.
[♥]