Happiness
So this morning I kinda freaked out while trying to get ready for work. I had just gotten out of the shower and couldn't decide what to do with my hair. Curly or straight.. curly or straight.. hrm. It was actually curling very well, but then this nervous tick happened in my arm and the next thing I knew I was brushing my hair, which ruined it all. I tried rewetting and setting it, but that didn't work out too well. I was so pissed at myself. For the longest time now I would always feel like I would be disappointing someone if I wore my hair curly, since you-know-who loves straight hair and then I had a bunch of people telling me that I look better with straight hair, but right after I put that brush through my hair I remembered that it's my fucking hair and it's not like it's going to be staying that way forever. Plus, mi novio doesn't care how I wear my hair, either way I look pretty damn good to him. So I just straightened it in the 20 min I had left to get ready and went about my day.
Earlier tonight while I was at Jakes, we were watching Grease in his living room. I was curled up in a blanket on his lap as he held me in his arms. I felt so.. unbelievably happy and at peace. All I could keep doing was smiling at him and wondering how lucky I am to be with such a great guy. When he dropped me off at my house a little while ago, we just sat out there in his car and talked about our worries or why we do certain things. For both of us, this is the best relationship we've ever had. We've both dated lying, cheating sacks of shit, so we don't really know how to react to niceness. We just don't have to worry with one another, nor do we really have to try to make eachother happy.. we just do.
Sorry.. I'm just happy and I'm rambling because I'm tired and Sally the Ninja just snuck into my room.
Earlier tonight while I was at Jakes, we were watching Grease in his living room. I was curled up in a blanket on his lap as he held me in his arms. I felt so.. unbelievably happy and at peace. All I could keep doing was smiling at him and wondering how lucky I am to be with such a great guy. When he dropped me off at my house a little while ago, we just sat out there in his car and talked about our worries or why we do certain things. For both of us, this is the best relationship we've ever had. We've both dated lying, cheating sacks of shit, so we don't really know how to react to niceness. We just don't have to worry with one another, nor do we really have to try to make eachother happy.. we just do.
Sorry.. I'm just happy and I'm rambling because I'm tired and Sally the Ninja just snuck into my room.