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Hello all. I had an awesome 9 days. I can't believe it's all gone already. Everything went well with Devon, and despite a few kinks in our plans everything should turn out well. I'm going to write a lot about this week... so I'll leave the link in case some of you don't want to read in detail how things went, and there's a lot. Heh... He's awesome though. :)
Alright... Let's start with the first day. I slept horribly the night before Devon's flight got in. I was way too excited for my own good-like a kid the night before Christmas. Vanessa rode with me to Indy to pick him up in the morning. I was super excited the entire way down there... like... fucking giddy. I had to have her smack me so I would calm down. His mom called us on the way down, and once again when we arrived at the airport to tell us that his flight got in early (10:05am). He was scheduled to get in at 10:35am. She wanted me to stay on the phone when we met so she could hear our reactions. She was trying to describe to me what he was wearing, but she didn't really know and gave up. I saw him... and I think my heart stopped. We met shortly after that in the baggage claim. So cute... the pictures of him did not do him justice. We hugged... for like a minute or two... he was right... awesome hugger. :D haha... I couldn't believe any of this was actually happening. He started talking to him mom and he told her that I was beautiful... haha... while hugging me. Way to make me blush instantly. I dropped off a friends phone at the lost and found because he left it in my car and he lives in Indy... so we thought it would be best to leave it there. Then we went to the car. Put his luggage in the trunk... and he sat in the back seat. Vanessa stole the front... heh. We're driving home... I'm literally coming out of my skin. Devon had to work before he came up here, and was super tired because he didn't get any sleep before coming. He surely didn't sleep on the plane because he hates them and he gets motion sickness like I do. So anyway... He was awake for the hour drive up to Lafayette. He dozed off twice... it was pretty cute. I took Vanessa home after Devon got all settled in and met my mom, tucker, and tiggs. I felt bad for him cause he had to sleep on the shitty pull out bed. I took her home, and by the time I got back he was out... just like I knew he would be. He slept practically all day... I took a few pictures of him sleeping... cause he looked funny. He woke up around 5pm I think... something like that... maybe later. We got some dinner, and then later we went and played some bball with the gang. It was really fun. The team I was on kept winning. We had a good time. :D Then we went to IHOP much to Devon's chagrin. He wanted to go to white castle. They don't have them in Texas, and he saw the movie Harold and Kumar go to White Castle. So that made him want W.C. like a biatch. Pretty funny. My days and nights are completely messed up now because we didn't have a normal sleeping pattern after that. We slept in the daytime... sometimes at night. We had our first kiss one night while watching a movie. Then one night while watching the movie Ladder 49 we made out. He's such an awesome kisser... :D !!! We made out a few times. It ruled. hells yeah. We played basketball a few times while he was up here, and I took him around Lafayette so he could see the town I grew up in. He thought it looked really nice, and clean. He said that Dallas was really dirty. He also said that the weather where he lives is a lot similar except that it's much windier. It was really cool because we kept getting signs when he was here. Serendipity... my address 817... his area code. I took him to XXX for some food, and the root beer that he ordered was made in Galveston, TX-his birth town. The last one was when I took him to the original frozen custard... at the Columbian Park... it was on Wallace Ave.-that's his last name. It's just... so odd, but cool. The last couple of days that he was here he was being very withdrawn from everything. I was really starting to worry because I thought I did something wrong, but he was just homesick. I think he really missed sleeping on his own bed... haha. We became less affectionate towards each other... like he wasn't as lovey-dovey as I thought he would be. He was at first, but then when he started getting homesick... he wasn't. It was kind of strange. He's not used to affection like I am. We decided that it would be responsible (after a lot of lectures from friends and family) to have me visit for a month before deciding to move down there. So that I could get an idea of what it's like to live down there, and how it would be with his busy schedule. He only gets two days off... and he spends those sleeping and playing video games. He slept a lot while he was up here. I can sleep a lot... but I have to force myself not to. It was nice. I took him up to Chicago as well since he's never been up north at all. We went to the Science and Industry Mueseum. We had a really greaty time, and took lots of pictures. He met my brother. We went to this place called Hot Dougs, and they have like chicken hot dogs and duck fat fried fries. Crazy stuff. The day he left we slept until 5am, and then we stayed up all day hanging out and watching music videos on mtv. Then I took him to see Sin City, which fucking ruled btw, and we stopped at culvers before. Then we stopped at XXX before we left for Indy. I'm a bit worried about what happened in the last few days that he was here, but all in all... it worked out pretty damn well. It's crazy how things work out. When I got home from taking him to the airport the house was empty, and I was left alone. I got really sad because I was with him for 9 days 24/7, and then... he was gone. I almost cried, but I stopped myself from doing that. I felt stupid for wanting to cry because he wasn't there. It was strange. I lied down on the couch and just stared at the ceiling. I feel like part of me is missing... is that strange? I called some friends. I called Alex and talked to him the longest. He made me laugh. I called Devon's mom to let him know that I had taken him to the airport and he was all checked in. I woke up this morning... and just laid there. It's really odd... cause now I have this weird feeling... I don't know... maybe I'm anxious... or nervous to find out how everything went. If he still feels the same way he did before he came up here. *sigh*... guess we'll see! I'll have pictures soon from all of this as well. :D