it’s 12:30 am and he gets off work at 1. He video skyped me during his break which was a little bit before 10. He surprised me with that call since he was at work and usually we do our skype calls when we’re both home. I was so happy since my phone isn’t currently not on me but my father. I gave it to him so that he could figure out what to do with it since I broke the screen…and the display as well apparently. Let’s just say that that phone is at the point of no return and I’m honestly willing to pay to get it replaced. I don’t know what my dad’s plan is since he wasn’t clear with me but at least that’s one less device that will keep me from being distracted from my homework right?
I should go now.
we’re video skyping right this second. it’s 11 at night and i look like an absolute mess. my hair’s up and could run for the messiest bun ever. i have absolutely no makeup on and my face looks like a disaster. yet in the middle of watching our separate tv shows you manage to tell me i’m beautiful.
he looks at me with such fondness
when it occurs in the middle of a crowded room i look back at him
and the people and the chatter turn into the silence
of midnight in the middle of nowhere
and he is all that matters.
and i am all that matters to him.
you’re upset that we can’t take care of things.
what have you taught us except only that we are children that must be watched over every second of the day.
how can we learn to be responsible,
how can we learn to be independent adults,
when this is so.
Tuesday I spent a good part of the evening with a guy I am quite enamored with. No, I don’t think I’m in love with him. At least not yet. But I sure do like him. I just felt like ‘enamored’ really fit with that sentence.
I could have stayed at home and spend my New Year’s Eve in my room, watching Elementary or some other show. I could have gone over a friend’s house and celebrated with them. But this year I chose to spend it with the only guy my heart currently yearns for.
I drove over to his place, went up the elevator, walked over to and rung his doorbell. He answered and upon seeing his face I kissed him earnestly. The last time I saw him was a week earlier. But it seems that even after a few days I miss him and his touch dearly. I sound like Jane Austen for goodness sake. My apologies.
I had to drive over to him and not the other way around because of several honest reasons. One, my parents do not know that I have a boyfriend. Two, my parents prohibit me from having a boyfriend until I complete college. Three, my boyfriend didn’t bring his car to college as it isn’t necessary for him anyway since he resides in an apartment two blocks from school.
So, I was over at his place finally and went in and touched up my makeup while he got ready himself. I was a bit dressed up than usual since it was New Year’s Eve so he chose to get a bit dressed up than usual as well. He opted for his grey jeans, a casual blue dress shirt that he always wears, but added a tie for sophistication. The tie was slightly loose to be a bit “teasing”. Darn him and his teasing habits.
Finally we were both ready and decided to go downtown to see the lights then we’d walk around and figure out where to eat.
It was a date! That was my first thought when he suggested figuring out where to eat. I was giddy inside but he doesn’t ever have to know that.
We went downtown and walked around. There were lights everywhere! The streets were colorful. Filled with light pinks, blues, purples, reds, greens. The holiday season was still alive and well and there were hours still left until the clock struck twelve.
I knew the ice rink was still up and so I casually mentioned it to him. He was a bit skeptical and I already understood why. A few weeks prior I told him about the the ice rink being set up for the festival downtown and he told me about his experiences in the past in the ice.
He ended up buying tickets for the rink with much reluctance and I was happy. Quite happy and quite excited. It was my first time so I knew it I wasn’t going to look cute at all going into the rink the first time and I was right.
It was ghastly. I was sweating and trembling and stumbling as much as one can without falling on an ice rink. I did fall, however. Two times. The first time I fell flat on my butt and it must have looked cute. The second time I fell, it was…not as cute. I went off balance and leaned forward then backward then fell on my butt, hit the back of my head on the ice, and bruised my elbow all at once. A kind little girl helped him help me get back up and I had to go sit down for a bit because I felt dizzy when I got back up. That made no sense.
So yea, ice skating with him was a blast. After, we ate at a Thai restaurant and it was yummy and nice. After we went and looked at the lights some more and walked over to a dance section where they were doing the East coast countdown for New Year’s and confetti flew out of every which way when it hit 9 p.m. He kissed me and I kissed him back.
After, I bought him funnel cake which he apparently really really likes and it was pretty good. I really don’t like it when guys pay all the time so I treated him this time. Finally we went back to the car to go back to his place.
Mind you, NOTHING happened. We went back to his place and watched Black Swan. I finally understand why she won Best Actress that year. That movie was something else. During the movie we kissed at the stroke of midnight. West coast time.
Me and him cuddled some more then slept a bit until I had to leave. I really wish I was able to sleep over, but I didn’t want to piss off my parents completely. So that was that.
My night, my New Year’s Eve was spectacular. And this year was definitely off to a great start.
I said yes. And I felt content. Happy. I’m so blessed that he came into my life. We’ve been seeing each other since November 12, a little over a month. :3 And he asked me to be his four days ago. And I said yes. (: