Yesterday was a very happy day. My first date with D~
See, I asked him to the dance that's on this Friday, and he said yes, and a few days ago he asked me to go see PotC3 with him and I said yes and I feel so happy because he's so happy because I asked him out and otherwise he wouldn't have been able to screw up the courage to ask me out and I'm in love again! Yiii! blaugh
I feel so happy. This is the first time I've ever had someone reciprocate interest in me. It's also the first time I've ever felt happy for more than a few minutes at a time. EVER. If D knew how happy I was, he'd... be happy. Or embarrassed. I don't know. He's... everything I've been looking for, more so than Stefan was, especially in the fact that he's straight. I feel bad when he buys things for me, like paying for movie tickets and such, but he doesn't mind it. It's... the first time anyone's ever done that for me. No one buys me things except for Christmas and my birthday. I'm usually the one who buys things for other people and lets them have some of my fries and Timbits and such like. But he does it for me and it feels strange to me and I feel ashamed, but at the same time proud and grateful that he feels I'm worth it.
I love him so much...
I hope he feels the same way... but I don't want to frighten him...
However, that doesn't mean I don't want to have his babies. biggrin Eventually. Not for a while.A few years, maybe. If we get there.
Speaking of which, why is it always the brilliantly smart people whose philosophies and genetics should be passed on who don't want to raise kids? Just a random thought from the depths.
I mean, you've still got David Suzuki with his five kids and some people like that, but...
That's what happen when I'm happy, okay?! The train of thought... takes an alternate route!
Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Babies. Having them. Love. Stuff. Um...
Yeah. I... really hope it works out. I know it's too early in our relationship to know for sure, but... this might be it. We've already learned a lot about each other in a week. I hope I'm someone D can be proud to love.
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