And You Know It's Love When You Can Discuss The Console Wars

Dec 22, 2006 22:41

[21:54] [The Sorrow]: well your mine
[21:57] [The Sorrow]: and i wanna read your blog with the thursday update
[21:57] {[99 dreams i have had]}: i never wrote anything in it..
[21:58] [The Sorrow]: and i was looking forward to reading it T-T
[21:58] {[99 dreams i have had]}: i'm trying out being a little bit more mysterious cuz usually its like
[21:58] {[99 dreams i have had]}: omg did i tell you what happened yesterday?

no but i read it on your LJ so dont bother telling me
[21:58] {[99 dreams i have had]}: and im like
[21:58] {[99 dreams i have had]}: dang ._.
[21:58] [The Sorrow]: ok
[21:59] [The Sorrow]: so what were you going to write
[21:59] [The Sorrow]: and where the hells my food?
[22:00] {[99 dreams i have had]}: entry would probably be something along the lines of 'i love my hot kinky boyfriend

yeah thats right

i said boyfriend'
[22:00] {[99 dreams i have had]}: and id get 238022392 comments
[22:00] [The Sorrow]: you should of.. at least you get lots of comments and have people read your stuff
[22:01] {[99 dreams i have had]}: i'll just c+p that then haha
[22:01] {[99 dreams i have had]}: cuz its true :]

Yeahhhh that's right. BOYFRIEND. I have one. ME! IANTHE! And he isn't ashamed to be seen in public with me.

For you loyal readers...yeah, it's Paul. My dorky Jewish slightly incredibly kinky sophomore loverboy. Who walked home with me today because I'm not gonna see him for 2 weeks. And the radio station was like closed anyway. And he met my dad. Which was actually a lot less weird than it could have been, considering my dad is the most amazing person alive and isn't all "BOY, YOU LAY A HAND ON MY DAUGHTER AND I'LL KILL YOU WITH MY RIFLE!"

I seriously don't know how Paul puts up with me even after only 2 days, because I hit him in the face with fuzzy Christmas socks and cry about crossing the street (the cars are scary) and just barely know how to open the front door and am generally 7 years old sometimes. Like how I'm afraid of the dark. And I just like, bring up random shit like how there's a cat that lives on the porch and now I lip synch to Britney Spears and dance like a hippie.

But no, not only does he put up with me, he hugs me. And writes me notes with funny pictures (I write notes that are like...freakin...novels) and holds my hand (even though his hands are always icy) and kisses me on the neck when nobody's around and makes me feel special. Okay, well, grabbing my ass doesn't make me feel special. Well...not the same kind of special. But it's fun and he's fun and just ajhfd;sdaffljas'afsd

I can't even ... words right now. I'm kinda scared that I'm gonna be the most boring girlfriend in the whole world (i r teh n00b @ gf) or something. I mean...he was with his ex for like 3 years. How am I supposed to live up to the standards no doubt set during that time?

But...I feel like Allie in The Notebook, only with jeans and lightsabers and Zelda and Placebo. And a few decades later.

Anyway I need to go reinstall Sims 2 University + Nightlife and uhhh. I think I'll get some juice and then dance around in my socks to bad 90s music. Because that's the mood I'm in right now :]



ps if you leave me 'aaawwww that's so cute!' comments i swear to god i am going to vomit up the 4 frappuccinos i had last night. so try to be a little more creative, huh? goodness.

paul, msn, conversation, boyfriend

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