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Dear Reader,
it's been a while...where do i start? so i am seeing someone new. no more irish beast of a man. anyway on with the good stuff:
his brother, room mate and friends all know about me before i meet them and say things like "oh, you're ellie. i've heard so much about you." the first time he asked me out we went to the bungalow club and we just clicked. plain and simple on so many personal and deep levels. he opens doors for me. carries things for me. he remembers my interests. gives me sentimental, worthless, yet priceless presents. he looks me in the eyes.
today was timeless. absolutely golden moment in time. d-money and i woke up this morning and when he was going to take me to school, i decided to give the rest of the world a big middle finger and skipped school and work for the day. because yoiu know what? i love life. because when i'm with him i lose all conciousness of time. i don't know what time it is, i forget what day of the week it is (because it always feels like a weekend with him), what month, even what season. and frankly it doesn't matter when we hang out.
we just chilled in bed for a while and woke up, took a shower and listened to some music. he made me a sandwich :) and went to the getty museum. as always we had an amazing time even driving through the traffic that is santa monica boulevard. all the while "d" swearing in italian, jokingly. hand gestures and all. hot.
we had lunch and lattes in the glorious sun and talked about his dreams of opening up his own business next year and ultimately a restaurant w/ his friend w/ napa valley style gourmet, healthy food. we talked about the horrors of working M-F, 8-5 and the stressful work ethic that is so american. my mom always reminds me the reason we work is to live, which i feel is forgotten a lot today. he is pretty business savy, which is strangely attractive? he told me of his dreams of retiring in tuscany growing vegetables and making his own wine. and that he couldn't wait until we graduate so we could enjoy the good life like we did today. he also invited me to go home w/ him to napa next month for his friend's art exhibit. he also wants to go to italy this year and asked if i wanted to come with, but i'm not sure if i can because i'm going to be in geneva this summer and might (if i'm lucky) be in london for fall semester and that is a grip of money right there. maybe if he goes over winter break i can hop on over to italy? because 3 trips to europe in half a year is too much. all this while overlooking a clear view of los angeles county from the viewpoint. seeing me in his future a good sign?
we saw this incredible exhibit featuring jacque-louis david's work who did portraiture for napoleon such as the coronation. the portrait of napoleon on a horse completey dominated the exhibit. it was amazing to be in the same room as something that napoleon touched and saw. god, i love art. we walked around the grounds and the garden holding hands and laughing at the kids rolling down the grass hills then went home and took a nap. i woke up to find that he made me a dinner of spinach, asparagus, garlic, onion and herb omlette. we got some coffee bean espresso and he took me home and now i am writing a journal entry at 2 in the morning when i have SO MUCH TO DO BY 8!!! he is amazing. he first wanted to direct movies, then studied winemaking in italy for half a year and now is in the same exact major and concentration as i am. our majors are not extremely popular, either. i can't wait to see his sexy pictures from his friend's photo shoot. i went through my bag later in the day to find that he had slipped his stephen hawking book into my book bag b/c i had shown interest in it the couple of times we hung out when i saw it on his bookshelf. and he had actually READ the book!
though sometimes i wonder. girls just throw themselves at him. constantly. and i am not a jealous person, but even the little old biddies at the getty are so sweet on him it's ridiculous. i don't know how this will all play out. also, the boy does drive a vespa. which is all too "alfie"-esque for me sometimes. well i must remind myself to not expect anything because i refuse to wear my heart on my sleeve. not that i ever have but...
Yours Truly,
elle belle
it's been a while...where do i start? so i am seeing someone new. no more irish beast of a man. anyway on with the good stuff:
his brother, room mate and friends all know about me before i meet them and say things like "oh, you're ellie. i've heard so much about you." the first time he asked me out we went to the bungalow club and we just clicked. plain and simple on so many personal and deep levels. he opens doors for me. carries things for me. he remembers my interests. gives me sentimental, worthless, yet priceless presents. he looks me in the eyes.
today was timeless. absolutely golden moment in time. d-money and i woke up this morning and when he was going to take me to school, i decided to give the rest of the world a big middle finger and skipped school and work for the day. because yoiu know what? i love life. because when i'm with him i lose all conciousness of time. i don't know what time it is, i forget what day of the week it is (because it always feels like a weekend with him), what month, even what season. and frankly it doesn't matter when we hang out.
we just chilled in bed for a while and woke up, took a shower and listened to some music. he made me a sandwich :) and went to the getty museum. as always we had an amazing time even driving through the traffic that is santa monica boulevard. all the while "d" swearing in italian, jokingly. hand gestures and all. hot.
we had lunch and lattes in the glorious sun and talked about his dreams of opening up his own business next year and ultimately a restaurant w/ his friend w/ napa valley style gourmet, healthy food. we talked about the horrors of working M-F, 8-5 and the stressful work ethic that is so american. my mom always reminds me the reason we work is to live, which i feel is forgotten a lot today. he is pretty business savy, which is strangely attractive? he told me of his dreams of retiring in tuscany growing vegetables and making his own wine. and that he couldn't wait until we graduate so we could enjoy the good life like we did today. he also invited me to go home w/ him to napa next month for his friend's art exhibit. he also wants to go to italy this year and asked if i wanted to come with, but i'm not sure if i can because i'm going to be in geneva this summer and might (if i'm lucky) be in london for fall semester and that is a grip of money right there. maybe if he goes over winter break i can hop on over to italy? because 3 trips to europe in half a year is too much. all this while overlooking a clear view of los angeles county from the viewpoint. seeing me in his future a good sign?
we saw this incredible exhibit featuring jacque-louis david's work who did portraiture for napoleon such as the coronation. the portrait of napoleon on a horse completey dominated the exhibit. it was amazing to be in the same room as something that napoleon touched and saw. god, i love art. we walked around the grounds and the garden holding hands and laughing at the kids rolling down the grass hills then went home and took a nap. i woke up to find that he made me a dinner of spinach, asparagus, garlic, onion and herb omlette. we got some coffee bean espresso and he took me home and now i am writing a journal entry at 2 in the morning when i have SO MUCH TO DO BY 8!!! he is amazing. he first wanted to direct movies, then studied winemaking in italy for half a year and now is in the same exact major and concentration as i am. our majors are not extremely popular, either. i can't wait to see his sexy pictures from his friend's photo shoot. i went through my bag later in the day to find that he had slipped his stephen hawking book into my book bag b/c i had shown interest in it the couple of times we hung out when i saw it on his bookshelf. and he had actually READ the book!
though sometimes i wonder. girls just throw themselves at him. constantly. and i am not a jealous person, but even the little old biddies at the getty are so sweet on him it's ridiculous. i don't know how this will all play out. also, the boy does drive a vespa. which is all too "alfie"-esque for me sometimes. well i must remind myself to not expect anything because i refuse to wear my heart on my sleeve. not that i ever have but...
Yours Truly,
elle belle