an unprecedented display of emotion
Consider yourself warned, folks.
Today is our year anniversary.
CELEBRATORY CYBER WAVE!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
While we're not celebrating until the weekend after his birthday (while Heather and John are in Amsterdam) I felt the need to take some time to reflect on how this all began...
Where it all began...
November 17th 2007.
The Urinetown Cast Party
After three months of awkward-sexual-tension-filled-rehearsals, the wondering and wishing was over- it FINALLY happened. Granted, I was pretty sure it would, I had my mind set and a bloodstream full of jungle juice. I was a girl on a mission. My memory is a tad hazy but I know we were dancing and congratulating each other on a great show and such then we started talking about having no regrets about this years cast party unlike the Jekyll and Hyde cast party (long story) and then we started making out. It was much more romantic at the time. Well, until Chris Mcbride pointed it out to everyone at the party. Throughout the night we each drunkenly hooked up with separate people but kept coming back to each other
"I just made out with annaliese, is that cool?"
"Yeah, that's fine so did I"
We left together, seeing as we both lived in Bernard. We spent a good amount of time in the hallway saying goodnight. I finally made it up to my room and danced around and silently screamed in jubilant celebration. Then there as a knock at my door. I opened it and there was no one there. I stood in the door way for a second and then I saw his head peek around the corner. He smiled sheepishly and we said goodnight again. I followed him downstairs and we kissed the doorway of his room. After returning to my room I changed into my pajamas and he knocked on my door again. This went on for several hours. If we kept kissing goodnight and never went to bed the night would never end. But we eventually went to our respective rooms and fell asleep. I really wish I could remember this better, it was really cute.
And the rest is, more or less, history.
Notice the classy jungle juice stained lips and sweaty rugby house basement hair. He looks nice though.
And that was a year ago. Honestly, the time has flown by. I've never been able to stand somebody this long. Nobody's been able to stand me this long. I really couldnt be happier. The boy gets me. He just does. I can be myself around him. Yes, this is all trite and cliche but it's true. I've never felt this way about anybody. This is something special.
Happy Anniversary, Stephan.
I love you.
Today is our year anniversary.
CELEBRATORY CYBER WAVE!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
While we're not celebrating until the weekend after his birthday (while Heather and John are in Amsterdam) I felt the need to take some time to reflect on how this all began...
Where it all began...
November 17th 2007.
The Urinetown Cast Party
After three months of awkward-sexual-tension-filled-rehearsals, the wondering and wishing was over- it FINALLY happened. Granted, I was pretty sure it would, I had my mind set and a bloodstream full of jungle juice. I was a girl on a mission. My memory is a tad hazy but I know we were dancing and congratulating each other on a great show and such then we started talking about having no regrets about this years cast party unlike the Jekyll and Hyde cast party (long story) and then we started making out. It was much more romantic at the time. Well, until Chris Mcbride pointed it out to everyone at the party. Throughout the night we each drunkenly hooked up with separate people but kept coming back to each other
"I just made out with annaliese, is that cool?"
"Yeah, that's fine so did I"
We left together, seeing as we both lived in Bernard. We spent a good amount of time in the hallway saying goodnight. I finally made it up to my room and danced around and silently screamed in jubilant celebration. Then there as a knock at my door. I opened it and there was no one there. I stood in the door way for a second and then I saw his head peek around the corner. He smiled sheepishly and we said goodnight again. I followed him downstairs and we kissed the doorway of his room. After returning to my room I changed into my pajamas and he knocked on my door again. This went on for several hours. If we kept kissing goodnight and never went to bed the night would never end. But we eventually went to our respective rooms and fell asleep. I really wish I could remember this better, it was really cute.
And the rest is, more or less, history.
Notice the classy jungle juice stained lips and sweaty rugby house basement hair. He looks nice though.
And that was a year ago. Honestly, the time has flown by. I've never been able to stand somebody this long. Nobody's been able to stand me this long. I really couldnt be happier. The boy gets me. He just does. I can be myself around him. Yes, this is all trite and cliche but it's true. I've never felt this way about anybody. This is something special.
Happy Anniversary, Stephan.
I love you.