How did it all begin?
we were friends for 5 years, lived together for one of them, and then all of a sudden it was like, 'hey, we have feelings for each other'
Where did you meet?
college, orientation
When did you meet?
August 2003
Was it love at first sight?
nope. we were friends for a long time before we started dating.
how old were you both?
He's one year and 8 days older than me
When did you have your first kiss?
June 5, 2008
Where was your first date?
an indian restaurant, then we drove around and watched the sunset, the fireworks went off, and we went in the hot tub.
How long until you met the parents?
i met them briefly at our college graduation, but we were just friends at that point
When was it official?
i dunno. he changed his facebook status a few weeks ago, but i guess since he kissed me. there's always that awkward phase.
The good...
Whats your happiest memory of him?
whenever he's in a good mood
Whats the sweetest thing he has ever done for you?
he takes care of me when i need to be taken care of, makes me dinner sometimes with wine, comforts me when i need comfort, and washed my car.
Does he buy you lots of gifts?
no. but he helps fix things, sometimes without me asking.
Whats your favorite thing to do together?
cuddle and talk
When did you know you were falling in love?
it's a process
Who said I love you first?
He did. when we took a trip away from everything... a few weeks ago, i suppose it was.
Is it true love?
i think it will grow into it, hopefully.
How do you know this?
i don't
The bad...
Whats his worst habit?
his moodiness, and sometimes he can be selfish. but he's learning.
What annoys you about him?
the unexpected moodiness, sometimes he's great and wonderful, sometimes i want to kick him.
Has he ever hurt you badly?
no. he hurts my feelings sometimes, but i'm sensitive and he ususally doesn't realize that he does it
Would he ever cheat?
i highly doubt it
Has he ever cheated?
no
Do you trust him?
im learning. but i trust him more than most, nowadays.
The ugly....
Best facial feature?
i like his face. his mouth is nice and his eyes are deep.
Favorite part of his body?
his back/chest/legs/arms/hands/shoulders :)
Hair colour?
brown
What does he smell of?
himself
Whats he wearing when you picture him in your head?
right now, what he was wearing this morning. but mostly either a blue shirt and jean shorts and his rainbows and sometimes his glasses, sometimes his contacts. i like his glasses.
Intimacy...
How do you feel when he holds you?
warm and happy
How do you feel when you fall asleep and wake up in his arms?
wonderful. sometimes he unconciously wraps his arms around me at night and it makes me happy
How does it feel when he touches you?
comforting
Does his touch give you goose bumps?
haha. inside joke, but yes, all the time.
Does he kiss your neck?
haha yes. more like eats it. he's like edward cullen. a vampire. haha, not really. growl.
Your tummy?
I'd never let him
Your forehead?
Yep
Deep and meaningfull...
Could you be without him?
at this point, i'd rather not. and the relationship would probably fall apart if we weren't together in proximity. but if we broke up it would be really hard and take awhile to get over. but i would, eventually. though i wouldn't want to.
Do you think about him constantly when your apart?
he crosses my mind a lot, but we're both busy.
How long have you been together?
since june, i suppose.
Can you see a future together?
yes
Would you like to get married?
yes. and all my friends are getting married so its hard not to have that on my mind.
Have children?
someday
Where can you see your relationship in a years time?
hopefully still together. law school is hard on relationships.
5 years time?
by then we'd be done with school, so hopefully married.
Do you know there is definatly no-one better out there for you?
no
How do you know this?
because i'm young
Are you scared he might find someone better?
That is always a possibility, but I hope not.
Is he your best friend as well as your lover?
yes
Does he come first over everyone else in your life?
no. my family comes first.
Would you die for him?
that's a scary question
On a lighter note...
Say something that only you two understand
refrigerator!
Do you have nick names for each other?
not really
Does he make you laugh?
haha. YES
Do you wrestle?
not really
Is he tickelish?
yes
Are you?
Yep
His Favorites...
Food?
he likes mexican and south american food a lot. anything from trader joes
Drink?
water, tea, white russians, coffee
Sport?
he's not really that into sports
Past time?
following up on politics, hanging out with his fraternity brothers, going to cultural events, being outdoors
Animal?
golden retriever.
Aftershave?
smells nice
Clothing style?
business casual for work and school (sometimes), otherwise rainbows (flip flops), t-shirt (usually something witty) and shorts
Band?
he likes jazz. and the Presidents of the United States
Music?
see above
Your things....
Song?
we dont have one... yet
DVD?
something political and funny
Place to hang out?
home, outside
Meal to cook together?
we don't really cook together, we usually cook seperately or for each other
Lasts...
Time you saw him?
8am
Kissed him?
he kissed me this morning before i left for work.
Spoke to him?
8am
When will you...
See him again?
whenever i get home, either after work or after i go hang out with some friends
Speak to him again?
whenever i get home
Tell him you love him again?
when i mean it
Have you ever?
Spent the night together?
every night
Celebrated a holiday together?
um, sure? 4th of july, i suppose is really the only one we've been together for
Made him cry?
not that i know of
Done anything spontaneous together?
sure
Is this love?
it's getting there
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
five things
dear blog,
1. i love senator.
2. so far, him being back in school has been okay. granted, it's been orientation plus one day... haha.
3. he wants me to meet some of his fellow students, etc on friday night.
4. i have been sucked into the world of twilight, and will be there until i finish the last book. at this rate, i'll be done with the weekend. i'm almost done with the first one and it's nearly 500 pages. i started last night...
5. im going to be the maid of honor for my best friends wedding! woo!
love,
me
1. i love senator.
2. so far, him being back in school has been okay. granted, it's been orientation plus one day... haha.
3. he wants me to meet some of his fellow students, etc on friday night.
4. i have been sucked into the world of twilight, and will be there until i finish the last book. at this rate, i'll be done with the weekend. i'm almost done with the first one and it's nearly 500 pages. i started last night...
5. im going to be the maid of honor for my best friends wedding! woo!
love,
me
Friday, August 15, 2008
craigslist... love the website, hate the people
I've been selling all sorts of junk on craigslist and I've come across some irritating people. Twice in the past two days I got stiffed on when people came to pick up the stuff. Last night, I sold something to this guy, and we agreed that it would be for $25. He hands me a $20 and says, "how about a nice crisp twenty." I'm not really good at arguing so I said it was fine but was annoyed that he pulled that on me. Whatever, I got it for free and so even if he paid a dollar, I'd be making money.
Today, this lady comes to pick this other thing up and I had asked $10 for it. She walks in and looks at it and says, "it has a little tear. how about $5?" COME ON. fine. So i say sure, I'm just trying to get rid of it, and she asks if I have change. No, i don't have change. Right now I'm living off of my babysitting money and it's on my debit card.
She goes to see if her daughter has $5, and she doesnt, so she ASKS TO WRITE A CHECK. for something that costs $5. When she has a five dollar bill in her hand. Talk about cheap, I would have just handed over the $10. So now I have to go to the bank (which i already did today, AND I work hours that don't let me get to it before it closes, unless I use my lunch break. And even then, there's not one close by).
Whatever, at least it's gone. Two less things I have to haul the next time I move.
Today, this lady comes to pick this other thing up and I had asked $10 for it. She walks in and looks at it and says, "it has a little tear. how about $5?" COME ON. fine. So i say sure, I'm just trying to get rid of it, and she asks if I have change. No, i don't have change. Right now I'm living off of my babysitting money and it's on my debit card.
She goes to see if her daughter has $5, and she doesnt, so she ASKS TO WRITE A CHECK. for something that costs $5. When she has a five dollar bill in her hand. Talk about cheap, I would have just handed over the $10. So now I have to go to the bank (which i already did today, AND I work hours that don't let me get to it before it closes, unless I use my lunch break. And even then, there's not one close by).
Whatever, at least it's gone. Two less things I have to haul the next time I move.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
different strokes for different folks
I'm going to delete that last post in a day or two.
is it weird that I know it's exactly 175-180 steps from my office to the mailbox? i count them while i walk, but I don't usually realize I'm doing it until i'm at number thirty or so and i'm like, "hey, thirty, thirty one, thirty two" and can't stop.
reminder to self: men and women are SO VERY DIFFERENT.
he fixes things. he fixed the blinds in the bedrooms, put his bathroom back together, moves things, puts the bikes in the rafters, screws things back into the walls, tries to fix my internet.
So i really should realize that's his way of giving, and not get annoyed when he doesn't surprise me with flowers, or surprise me with dinner, or random little things here and there. because he does give, just not in the ways i would. and i appreciate the things he does a lot, once i realize that's his way of giving. i wonder if he thinks the same thing, but backwards, if that makes sense.
anyway. the topic of the day:
five reasons i'm an awesome girlfriend to a boyfriend who started law school orientation today.
1. last night when he said he wanted to go to bed early, I gave him lots of space and made the bed, and like a little boy, stroked his hair until he fell asleep when he said he was nervous about tomorrow.
2. even though he spent ALL NIGHT snoring, hitting me in his sleep (he must have been having really weird dreams), sleeping in the middle of the bed so I got pushed off, and yelling random things "don't turn off the ring tone!" (i don't understand that one) in his sleep, I, instead of pushing him over and waking him up to stop the snoring, pulled a Derek (from Grey's anatomy! mc dreamy!) and took my pillow and an alarm and slept in a different room until 5am when I conveniently snuck back into bed and he never knew that I was gone.
3. I got up at the ungodly hour of 6:20am when he woke up to keep him company while he got ready. I don't usually get up until 7:45.
4. I made him breakfast. I don't cook. i can't cook. when i cook, the kitchen becomes a war zone with things that usually end up charred or undercooked. I made him the best egg-cheese-salsa sandwich of my life, and even he agreed that it was tasty.
5. I'm making him a care package for his first day of actual classes. Included in this package:- a tea kettle (he really wants one but doesn't own one. He drinks a lot of tea)- blue books- a pack of highlighters- pens- stapler- a yearly planner- bluebooks- those flag things (like post its for books)- a nice blue tie. I found this awesome shirt that says, "this is my lucky law school exam shirt" that I'll probably get him closer to test dates. :)
is it weird that I know it's exactly 175-180 steps from my office to the mailbox? i count them while i walk, but I don't usually realize I'm doing it until i'm at number thirty or so and i'm like, "hey, thirty, thirty one, thirty two" and can't stop.
reminder to self: men and women are SO VERY DIFFERENT.
he fixes things. he fixed the blinds in the bedrooms, put his bathroom back together, moves things, puts the bikes in the rafters, screws things back into the walls, tries to fix my internet.
So i really should realize that's his way of giving, and not get annoyed when he doesn't surprise me with flowers, or surprise me with dinner, or random little things here and there. because he does give, just not in the ways i would. and i appreciate the things he does a lot, once i realize that's his way of giving. i wonder if he thinks the same thing, but backwards, if that makes sense.
anyway. the topic of the day:
five reasons i'm an awesome girlfriend to a boyfriend who started law school orientation today.
1. last night when he said he wanted to go to bed early, I gave him lots of space and made the bed, and like a little boy, stroked his hair until he fell asleep when he said he was nervous about tomorrow.
2. even though he spent ALL NIGHT snoring, hitting me in his sleep (he must have been having really weird dreams), sleeping in the middle of the bed so I got pushed off, and yelling random things "don't turn off the ring tone!" (i don't understand that one) in his sleep, I, instead of pushing him over and waking him up to stop the snoring, pulled a Derek (from Grey's anatomy! mc dreamy!) and took my pillow and an alarm and slept in a different room until 5am when I conveniently snuck back into bed and he never knew that I was gone.
3. I got up at the ungodly hour of 6:20am when he woke up to keep him company while he got ready. I don't usually get up until 7:45.
4. I made him breakfast. I don't cook. i can't cook. when i cook, the kitchen becomes a war zone with things that usually end up charred or undercooked. I made him the best egg-cheese-salsa sandwich of my life, and even he agreed that it was tasty.
5. I'm making him a care package for his first day of actual classes. Included in this package:- a tea kettle (he really wants one but doesn't own one. He drinks a lot of tea)- blue books- a pack of highlighters- pens- stapler- a yearly planner- bluebooks- those flag things (like post its for books)- a nice blue tie. I found this awesome shirt that says, "this is my lucky law school exam shirt" that I'll probably get him closer to test dates. :)
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
oh, family.
i. am. so. broke.
and i haven't even paid rent yet. yech.
timeline: i moved the LAST of my stuff out of my old house on August 1st (a friday). It was a week long process of getting my crap out of there and im sure i left a few things that will be lost forever. oh well. i have too much stuff as it is. August 2 at 4am we drove up to the lake. sunday-tuesday we were in at the lake (saw a bear!) and wednesday senator and i flew back. Thursday august 7 we started the painting process... spent a few hours steaming wallpaper off the bathroom walls. steaming=awful. it's hot, sticky and not fun at all. friday: ALL DAY PAINTING AND WALLPAPER REMOVAL. saturday ALL DAY PAINTING AND WALLPAPER REMOVAL. 12 hours of one flag (six flags, more fun!) and inhaling paint fumes. sunday: church in the morning and then... yep! all day of painting and wallpaper removal and getting high on paint. worst headache ever. Yesterday the painter finished the front wall and i hugged it i love the color that much.
so basically i've been living out of my duffel bag and sleeping on a foam mattress on the floor of the living room for a week. which, I suppose isn't all that bad, but i'm really over it and want to be moved in to my nice big bedroom (with my VERY OWN BATHROOM THAT I DONT HAVE TO SHARE WITH ANYONE. oh, and i'm painting it purple the next chance i get) with my new bed and new dresser. okay, they're not new in any sense of the word, but it's not the creaky captains bed i've had for the last year. and then i'm going to go through every single item I own and get rid of at least half. for seriousness.
i haven't seen any of my friends in weeks now, it seems. i've been lost in the world of moving and painting and having a house all to myself. i haven't gotten a text message or a phone call from anyone recently and while part of me is sad, the other part of me would just feel bad for always saying i was busy. give me a week or two and i'll re-emerge into the world. my friend called me yesterday (okay, i lied, people have called me) and told me she got a free 2 week all inclusive paid vacation to europe through her work (she works for a travel company) and she hasn't seen or talked to any of her friends in awhile and knew i'd be excited for her and not "why did you dissapear forever and then call me to brag about this trip". i'm happy for her.
senator starts law school orientation tomorrow and classes start on monday. it'll be a wierd transition from spending lots of time together and having lots of no-stress fun, to seeing him occasionally and having to actually make time to do fun things and having him be moody and stressed. not something i'm really looking forward to, to be honest. but i'll manage. i realized last night that he could be at school from 8am-8pm and i probably wouldn't notice because between my three jobs and a social life, that's my schedule too. us being together never really worked out in my head but now that its real, it's good. i've unearthed a totally different side to him i didn't know existed and it's... for lack of a better word, well, i cant even think of a word. but it's a good word.
hm. what else. this is such a r andom entry, i have nothing to do at work. ooh work! ooh drama. so basically i was on my phone ALL DAY yesterday (at work) consoling my mom and scolding my grandma. long story short, I can add number 48950394850394 to the "reasons I hate my aunt" list now. My grandma moved out of her house to a retirement home and senator and i moved into her old house. She accused my mom of stealing this decanter (pitcher) thing they were freaking out about on sunday and got my grandma to believe her. Because, you know, my mom's a heartless thief who does things like that. And by heartless thief, I mean my grandma okayed my mom to take the stupid pitcher in the first place. I remember her saying to take whatever she wanted when my mom was packing stuff up and my mom showing her all the stuff and my grandma saying it was okay. Stupid. I'm going to have a little heart to heart with my grandma and make her realize that my parents have spent thousands of dollars and several days helping her move and whatnot when my aunt and uncle couldn't even be bothered to come down to help move/pack and get thier shit out of our dining room until a month later (had they come down for an hour even when everything was being packed away, this wouldn't be an issue).
no kidding, my parents spent $1000 to fly down here last minute a few weeks ago (they took time off of work as well) and rent a van to move her stuff when my aunt, my uncle, my three cousins (two of them are married, one has a serious girlfriend so that's six people) ALL LIVE WITHIN ONE HOUR AWAY and none of them could be bothered to come up and pack up boxes. they came for a birthday lunch on sunday and all got drunk. my oldest cousin and i were the only people to get her gifts. did i mention i don't like this side of the family?
so excuse me if i don't have very much sympathy towards my aunt and her stupid pitcher or my grandma who refuses to see her daughter as anything other than a princess. my aunt had the balls to tell me that we should be paying for more on the house when, excuse me, my parents gave me a few hundred bucks to paint but otherwise, i am forking all the money over myself, i've already spent $300 on repairs that the owner of the house should have taken care of, i have spent $1000 on painting the house, and nearly $400 in replacing things that were unusable. not to mention that our house has basically been a free storage unit to both my grandma and my aunt, who both left tons and tons of shit all over the house that I had to box up and get rid of slash store until they can come get it, and if the house was being sold, everyone would lose hundreds of thousands of dollars, and if it was being rented to other people, they'd have to do the same repairs that I just did and they didn't have to deal with anything.
so no, i'm not going to pay one cent more than i have to for rent.
end of house rant. if i had known it would have been this big of a hassle, i would have happily found an apartment somewhere else that i had no responsibilities for and could do to it what i wanted with no worries that i'll get a knock on the door from my aunt and uncle who instead of saying "hi sweetie how are you," say, "wow this place is a mess. where's my decanter? did your mom steal it?" when obviously the place is a disaster because we just moved and everything is being painted. sigh. that was long and involved.
i really want to see mamma mia and a few other movies that have come out recently.
being a grown up is hard sometimes. being a grown up acting older than both my 90 (91 on friday) year old grandma and my 62 year old aunt is even harder.
and i haven't even paid rent yet. yech.
timeline: i moved the LAST of my stuff out of my old house on August 1st (a friday). It was a week long process of getting my crap out of there and im sure i left a few things that will be lost forever. oh well. i have too much stuff as it is. August 2 at 4am we drove up to the lake. sunday-tuesday we were in at the lake (saw a bear!) and wednesday senator and i flew back. Thursday august 7 we started the painting process... spent a few hours steaming wallpaper off the bathroom walls. steaming=awful. it's hot, sticky and not fun at all. friday: ALL DAY PAINTING AND WALLPAPER REMOVAL. saturday ALL DAY PAINTING AND WALLPAPER REMOVAL. 12 hours of one flag (six flags, more fun!) and inhaling paint fumes. sunday: church in the morning and then... yep! all day of painting and wallpaper removal and getting high on paint. worst headache ever. Yesterday the painter finished the front wall and i hugged it i love the color that much.
so basically i've been living out of my duffel bag and sleeping on a foam mattress on the floor of the living room for a week. which, I suppose isn't all that bad, but i'm really over it and want to be moved in to my nice big bedroom (with my VERY OWN BATHROOM THAT I DONT HAVE TO SHARE WITH ANYONE. oh, and i'm painting it purple the next chance i get) with my new bed and new dresser. okay, they're not new in any sense of the word, but it's not the creaky captains bed i've had for the last year. and then i'm going to go through every single item I own and get rid of at least half. for seriousness.
i haven't seen any of my friends in weeks now, it seems. i've been lost in the world of moving and painting and having a house all to myself. i haven't gotten a text message or a phone call from anyone recently and while part of me is sad, the other part of me would just feel bad for always saying i was busy. give me a week or two and i'll re-emerge into the world. my friend called me yesterday (okay, i lied, people have called me) and told me she got a free 2 week all inclusive paid vacation to europe through her work (she works for a travel company) and she hasn't seen or talked to any of her friends in awhile and knew i'd be excited for her and not "why did you dissapear forever and then call me to brag about this trip". i'm happy for her.
senator starts law school orientation tomorrow and classes start on monday. it'll be a wierd transition from spending lots of time together and having lots of no-stress fun, to seeing him occasionally and having to actually make time to do fun things and having him be moody and stressed. not something i'm really looking forward to, to be honest. but i'll manage. i realized last night that he could be at school from 8am-8pm and i probably wouldn't notice because between my three jobs and a social life, that's my schedule too. us being together never really worked out in my head but now that its real, it's good. i've unearthed a totally different side to him i didn't know existed and it's... for lack of a better word, well, i cant even think of a word. but it's a good word.
hm. what else. this is such a r andom entry, i have nothing to do at work. ooh work! ooh drama. so basically i was on my phone ALL DAY yesterday (at work) consoling my mom and scolding my grandma. long story short, I can add number 48950394850394 to the "reasons I hate my aunt" list now. My grandma moved out of her house to a retirement home and senator and i moved into her old house. She accused my mom of stealing this decanter (pitcher) thing they were freaking out about on sunday and got my grandma to believe her. Because, you know, my mom's a heartless thief who does things like that. And by heartless thief, I mean my grandma okayed my mom to take the stupid pitcher in the first place. I remember her saying to take whatever she wanted when my mom was packing stuff up and my mom showing her all the stuff and my grandma saying it was okay. Stupid. I'm going to have a little heart to heart with my grandma and make her realize that my parents have spent thousands of dollars and several days helping her move and whatnot when my aunt and uncle couldn't even be bothered to come down to help move/pack and get thier shit out of our dining room until a month later (had they come down for an hour even when everything was being packed away, this wouldn't be an issue).
no kidding, my parents spent $1000 to fly down here last minute a few weeks ago (they took time off of work as well) and rent a van to move her stuff when my aunt, my uncle, my three cousins (two of them are married, one has a serious girlfriend so that's six people) ALL LIVE WITHIN ONE HOUR AWAY and none of them could be bothered to come up and pack up boxes. they came for a birthday lunch on sunday and all got drunk. my oldest cousin and i were the only people to get her gifts. did i mention i don't like this side of the family?
so excuse me if i don't have very much sympathy towards my aunt and her stupid pitcher or my grandma who refuses to see her daughter as anything other than a princess. my aunt had the balls to tell me that we should be paying for more on the house when, excuse me, my parents gave me a few hundred bucks to paint but otherwise, i am forking all the money over myself, i've already spent $300 on repairs that the owner of the house should have taken care of, i have spent $1000 on painting the house, and nearly $400 in replacing things that were unusable. not to mention that our house has basically been a free storage unit to both my grandma and my aunt, who both left tons and tons of shit all over the house that I had to box up and get rid of slash store until they can come get it, and if the house was being sold, everyone would lose hundreds of thousands of dollars, and if it was being rented to other people, they'd have to do the same repairs that I just did and they didn't have to deal with anything.
so no, i'm not going to pay one cent more than i have to for rent.
end of house rant. if i had known it would have been this big of a hassle, i would have happily found an apartment somewhere else that i had no responsibilities for and could do to it what i wanted with no worries that i'll get a knock on the door from my aunt and uncle who instead of saying "hi sweetie how are you," say, "wow this place is a mess. where's my decanter? did your mom steal it?" when obviously the place is a disaster because we just moved and everything is being painted. sigh. that was long and involved.
i really want to see mamma mia and a few other movies that have come out recently.
being a grown up is hard sometimes. being a grown up acting older than both my 90 (91 on friday) year old grandma and my 62 year old aunt is even harder.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
he loves me?
on august 3, 2008, ***** ***** (aka senator) said" you're beautiful.......... i love you"
and i didn't know what to say back. on one hand, i look at him as my future husband. on the other, i'm like, can i do better?
but he said "i love you" and it blew my mind.
and now i have him... and im terrified of letting myself feel the quote on quote "love" before he starts law school. but whatever, for now. we've spent the last five days in total bliss on vacation and i could totally get used to this.
he told me he LOVED me. that's pretty dang huge. he LOVES me. wow.
wow.
and i didn't know what to say back. on one hand, i look at him as my future husband. on the other, i'm like, can i do better?
but he said "i love you" and it blew my mind.
and now i have him... and im terrified of letting myself feel the quote on quote "love" before he starts law school. but whatever, for now. we've spent the last five days in total bliss on vacation and i could totally get used to this.
he told me he LOVED me. that's pretty dang huge. he LOVES me. wow.
wow.
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