Hello!
Hello my blogging friends. I'm back like a bad habit and I think I am seriously sprung off this dude! Let me tell u. I met this guy like three years ago when I was thinking about joining the army. That was a great night because we ended up talking for most of it. Anyway he joined the Marines and so we had been chatting on the phone and writing letters to each other. Then he went to Iraq last September and I didnt hear back from him. Okay, I was pregnant but I didnt tell him! I guess those letters never got to him. Okay okay anyway, I hadnt talked or heard from him since last October right, so I called his mom and told her to tell him to call me. And he did! Oh my god let me tell u we were talking and texting umm umm I was so SWOONING! So last Saturday I went down to Camp Pendleton and partied with him and his friends! I was so fucking nervous waiting to meet him I thought I was going to die. He was more gorgeous than I remembered. He was all tanned and shit I was like DAMN!!!!!! But I'll spare u the intimate details, I had a great fucking night even though everyone was all drunk and shit. I have to admit though that he was really shy and he was definatly more open on the phone but then again isnt everybody? I cant believe I wanted to get married a couple of months ago like what the fuck was I thinking???? I must have been on a love tip. I want to get the fuck outta Dodge. I've been thinking about moving down south seriously like for real. I was thinking I could leave soon but then who knows Im just aching for this dude!