When women are pissy, guys assume one thing - PMS. It's not always the case, though. Guys piss us off. Alot. And we (women) really don't ask that much of you (men).
In the midst of all of my everyday stress, this prom thing has become such a big deal.
Believe it or not, I'm a pretty laid back person. Sure I have my moments, but otherwise I'm chill. My mom on the other hand is chronically pissed about one matter or another. And she has so many agitating habits. Like when she uses her phone and drives. Or when she calls me just to blab about something I couldn't care less about. Or sends long pointless texts with annoying punctuation. But she is so not a "go with the flow" type person, schedule wise.
Prom is one week away from today. I have no idea what the plans are. Which it kind of peeves me that my boyfriend doesn't know what's going on, but it's caused her to be ticked for the past week.
I'm caught between a rock and a hard place. I love my boyfriend very much and I don't want him to get scared away by my constant harping for info, but at the same time, I'm driving 800 miles for prom. I deserve a little info in return. And on the other hand, my mom is a bit controlling. But I also have to live with her and my ability to go to prom is 100% dependent on her. But that shouldn't give her the right to threaten me with it and be constantly pissed off.
Bottom line is, if it comes to choosing between my mothers side and my boyfriend's side, I'm going straight into his arms. Because he doesn't piss me off as frequently as she does.
"Cause I was born to tell you I love you, and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine, Stay with me tonight" -your call, secondhand serenade
Friday, April 29, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Fuck you, society.
"Eight horses — including one just a week old and another on the verge of giving birth — died in an Ohio barn fire that authorities may investigate as a hate crime... Ohio resident Brent Whitehouse awoke just before midnight on Easter Sunday to check on Love, his pregnant quaterhorse, only to find a harrowing scene: his barn — which housed seven adult horses and one foal — was glowing orange... 'I couldn’t get the door open I could still hear the horses kicking and I tried as hard as I could to get them out and I just couldn’t get them out in time.' The flames were so hot a tractor inside the barn melted.... spray-painted epithets such as "f-gs are freaks" and "burn in hell" were clearly visible on the barn's gutted walls. The State Fire Marshal's Office ruled the fire an arson. 'The barn I can rebuild, but the bond I had with those horses can't be replaced,'" (http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/42779335/ns/us_news-crime_and_courts)
I awoke on my sick day to check the MSN top stories, as usual. And this story made me even sicker. A homosexual man from my home state wasn't the only victim of this hate crime. His 8 horses - 7 grown, 1 foal, were burned alive in their barn. And he couldn't get them out.
This story doesn't just break my heart because I'm a horse lover. Or because I'm a liberal. Or because I'm pro-gay. It breaks my heart because the society we live in is so corrupt.
Yes, I'm a liberal. I'm not a liberal because of my personal beliefs, I'm a liberal because it's not my place to decide what's best for you.
I'm far from a 100% full blooded American, but I have to say I lean to the patriot side - partially. I feel as though our country was founded on the idea that every man is created equal. Granted, when the constitution was written, slaves didn't count as humans, and women weren't too far behind. The first pilgrims came to settle in America to avoid religious persecution. So, if that's why we're all here, why are people still fretting about religion?
I'm an atheist. But, that doesn't make me some devil-worshipper. Websters defines Atheist as "one who believes that there is no deity." Which is precisely correct. I believe that as living things, we're all connected through a central source of unstopping energy. I also believe that we all have a destiny, but we also have free will to control our destiny, if we choose to. I choose to not rely on a deity. Not because I hate religion or the idea of a God, Allah, etc. But because I choose not to make religion a part of my life. During the Enlightenment, many thinkers believed that if there is a God, then He is supposed to love all of his "children". They also believed that it's better to live your life on Earth while you have the chance. And, if you aren't aware of what is considered a "sin", you won't be as concerned about it. You'll trust your own instinct to reverse the wrong done in your life. And if you don't, God must have not guided you right. I mean that is his job, right? I feel like religion is all hypocrisy - as I believe about government - but if someone chooses to buy into it and take that brainwashing to make themselves feel better about themselves and that they have some purpose in life, that's their choice. And it's not my place to tell them otherwise. I believe that it's your job to find your purpose in love. There isn't one carved out for you and it isn't going to be handed to you. Some people go their entire lives without purpose, but when their energy is release back into the world after their body shuts down, they'll get another chance to find one. It's a never ending cycle.
To societal connotations, I'm straight. I don't wish to have a relationship with someone of the same sex. I prefer a partner of the opposite sex. That doesn't mean that I hate homosexuals or bisexuals or transgendered, etc. I think that sex and relationships are a choice in life. Just because most people choose to have a partner of the opposite sex doesn't mean EVERYONE has to. It's your choice.
Overall my liberalism... liberality... liberal-ness... whatever, has gotten me places in life. My mom lets me explore anything. Because I'm smart enough to end up in the right place. She made a good point to me. She said, "I don't want to go to my church anymore, because they're such hypocrites. They don't allow homosexuals, but our pastor is a drug addict. Because a drug addict can be 'fixed', a homosexual can't. If it isn't broken, don't fix it. Homosexuals aren't broken, so don't try to fix them. Just get your head our of your a** and accept them for who they are." That's one reason I'm so happy in my life. Because I'm a free spirit. Sure I have restrictions. But at the same time, I have the ability to chose my destiny.
I could ponder the violence of our species all day, but I have my own horses that need some TLC. And if anyone tries to come in the way of that, they will regret it.
"I don't care if you're black, white, straight, bisexual, gay, lesbian, short, tall, fat, skinny, rich or poor. If you're nice to me, I'll be nice to you. Simple as that" - Eminem
Saturday, April 23, 2011
How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days.
I'm really not into chick-flicks. Honestly. But this movie got me in a few parts. Why can't guys just act normal?
The scene in which they're in the bathroom and they're all wet from.. I'm not sure what because I missed the part before it. And they get all romantic, but not in the disgusting sucking face sex kind of way. I liked it. It actually looked like love.
I heard a quote once, "A guy falls in love with a woman hoping she'll never change. A woman falls in love with a man hoping to change him completely."
Also, the song "I'm still a guy" by Toby Keith( who I saw in concert, which was AMAZING) displays this quite well.
I don't expect the guy I love to become some extremely romantic fabio-esque creature. But I do know that they're capable of being civilized.
My guy is getting there. I don't want him to change to make me happy. I want us to both change so that we fit together like to perfect parts of a mold. And so we can be happy together.
It dawned on me the other day, he's getting there.
To most guys, including one of my best friend's boyfriends, ( I mean that as in one of my best friends, not one of her boyfriends, she only has one) things like periods, etc are taboo. Not to my guy. When you're guy can ask you nonchalantly if you're "still on your period" on the phone while with his friends, you got the right one. But only in certain context.
Conversation Example #1:
Girl: I love you :)
Boy: ya ily2
Girl: What's your problem? I don't get why you do that to me!
Boy: God, are you on your period or something?
Conversation Example #2:
Boy: What's up babe
Girl: Nothing
Boy: Are you okay?
Girl: I'm fine
Boy: Baby what's wrong?
Girl: I'm hurting, really bad.
Boy: Awh baby still on your period? I'm sorry.
Convo #1 is the douchey way to say "bitch". And girls have mood swings, deal with it. Don't pull the period card on that one. Convo #2 is a guy being sensitive enough to know what's wrong with his girl. It's even more attractive when he figures out when you're on your period, so he can know without you having to tell him.
I could tell that when my guy asked, he was bit hesitant. But I think he's getting there. I know he will. He always wants me to know that he loves me. And I know he does. I'll never forget it <3
The scene in which they're in the bathroom and they're all wet from.. I'm not sure what because I missed the part before it. And they get all romantic, but not in the disgusting sucking face sex kind of way. I liked it. It actually looked like love.
I heard a quote once, "A guy falls in love with a woman hoping she'll never change. A woman falls in love with a man hoping to change him completely."
Also, the song "I'm still a guy" by Toby Keith( who I saw in concert, which was AMAZING) displays this quite well.
I don't expect the guy I love to become some extremely romantic fabio-esque creature. But I do know that they're capable of being civilized.
My guy is getting there. I don't want him to change to make me happy. I want us to both change so that we fit together like to perfect parts of a mold. And so we can be happy together.
It dawned on me the other day, he's getting there.
To most guys, including one of my best friend's boyfriends, ( I mean that as in one of my best friends, not one of her boyfriends, she only has one) things like periods, etc are taboo. Not to my guy. When you're guy can ask you nonchalantly if you're "still on your period" on the phone while with his friends, you got the right one. But only in certain context.
Conversation Example #1:
Girl: I love you :)
Boy: ya ily2
Girl: What's your problem? I don't get why you do that to me!
Boy: God, are you on your period or something?
Conversation Example #2:
Boy: What's up babe
Girl: Nothing
Boy: Are you okay?
Girl: I'm fine
Boy: Baby what's wrong?
Girl: I'm hurting, really bad.
Boy: Awh baby still on your period? I'm sorry.
Convo #1 is the douchey way to say "bitch". And girls have mood swings, deal with it. Don't pull the period card on that one. Convo #2 is a guy being sensitive enough to know what's wrong with his girl. It's even more attractive when he figures out when you're on your period, so he can know without you having to tell him.
I could tell that when my guy asked, he was bit hesitant. But I think he's getting there. I know he will. He always wants me to know that he loves me. And I know he does. I'll never forget it <3
Grindslowdancejumpmoshwhaaaa?
13 days until prom. Yes, I'm counting. And I'm such a mix of emotions. It's insane. I'm so excited.
Hair, makeup, nails, dresses, tickets, flowers, parties and ever so much more.
It's all this big rush. i don't think it's the actual event. It's because it'll be the first dance I've ever gone to with a guy that I legitimately love.
Also, making all of these plans are nuts. It's like a mini-wedding.
I've also been thinking, "shit, I'm a terrible dancer."
Of course, I can grind. I mean, I've been riding horses for 9 years, I should be able to at least move my hips.
And slow dancing, well that's easy. it's not like people actually dance. It's just my arms around his neck and his arms around my waist. Swaying back and forth. And if he gets romantic he'll tilt my chin up and kiss me, or kiss my cheek.
Then there's that jumping thing that everyone does to fast paced songs. Which I absolutely abhor. Plus, it'll be quite awkward in my dress.
And moshing. Well, that's just not right.
And there's those awkward songs, to which you cannot dance. And they're so... awkward. For example..
Kiss Kiss - Chris Brown
Marry you - Bruno Mars
Drops of Jupiter - Train
Hold my Hand - Akon and MJ
The Lazy Song - Bruno Mars
Billionaire - Travis McCoy
Forget You - Cee Lo Green
And so many more. Honestly, what are you supposed to do? I'm at an extreme loss.
But more importantly, this will be the first time where I am positive we will have nonstop fun. I'm gonna be pissed when it's over.
062710 <3
Hair, makeup, nails, dresses, tickets, flowers, parties and ever so much more.
It's all this big rush. i don't think it's the actual event. It's because it'll be the first dance I've ever gone to with a guy that I legitimately love.
Also, making all of these plans are nuts. It's like a mini-wedding.
I've also been thinking, "shit, I'm a terrible dancer."
Of course, I can grind. I mean, I've been riding horses for 9 years, I should be able to at least move my hips.
And slow dancing, well that's easy. it's not like people actually dance. It's just my arms around his neck and his arms around my waist. Swaying back and forth. And if he gets romantic he'll tilt my chin up and kiss me, or kiss my cheek.
Then there's that jumping thing that everyone does to fast paced songs. Which I absolutely abhor. Plus, it'll be quite awkward in my dress.
And moshing. Well, that's just not right.
And there's those awkward songs, to which you cannot dance. And they're so... awkward. For example..
Kiss Kiss - Chris Brown
Marry you - Bruno Mars
Drops of Jupiter - Train
Hold my Hand - Akon and MJ
The Lazy Song - Bruno Mars
Billionaire - Travis McCoy
Forget You - Cee Lo Green
And so many more. Honestly, what are you supposed to do? I'm at an extreme loss.
But more importantly, this will be the first time where I am positive we will have nonstop fun. I'm gonna be pissed when it's over.
062710 <3
Thursday, April 7, 2011
We're the biggest kid at fat camp who just can't resist the cupcakes.
I'm terrible with analogies today. This one isn't pretty, but it makes sense. Well, that is, if you can see from the mind of a fat kid. I can.
Think about all of those reality shows on TV about getting in shape. All these people wanted there whoooooooole life was to get in shape. And then when they got the chance to be on said show it was a once in a lifetime chance. But throughout the experience they have so many fallbacks. They think about quitting. Giving up. Going home. Going back to their shitty life because maybe there's one chance that it'll be easier. The reward at the end doesn't seem worth it. Until they come close to leaving. Then they know. It's worth staying. They don't know what the hell they're in for, but they're willing to ride it out.
I never expected to meet him. I expected to stop that day with my boring family and just get through the night swimming, then listening to my ipod just awaiting the rest of the drive back to my own bed. Then all of a sudden it took a turn for the best. I met him there. Just sitting by a pool, casually as ever, discussing away our lives as if we went way back.
From that point on I tried to plan. Plan everything about our future together. And it caused fights. School dances, college, every little thing caused a fight. But when we're together, we don't worry about anything else in the world. We don't even worry about now, we enjoy it. We savour it. We love it. It's the most amazing thing ever.
I always said that I tried to plan because I didn't want to lose him, and I especially didn't want it to be a suprise. I was trying to protect myself.
I understand now how people can give up everything for their kids. I'd give up everything for him. I'd give up my sanity and happiness in the future if it means I get to love him now.
I wish I could get him to forgive me. To understand where I'm coming from. I'm going to college for 8 years or so. I can't be away from him for that long.
I can wish as much as I want. But it won't change anything. I love him, and I'll be here when he wants me. Because I know he does. I know he loves me. He's just reaching a breaking point. And it's okay. Because I pushed him to it, which isn't okay. I don't mean to fight. I don't mean to jump on him like I do. I'm trying to change for him. I'm trying to make him happy. I'm learning. It's jut a slow process.
We're going to get married. We're going to live happily ever after. The trail ahead of us is just going to be a tough one to blaze. But we have each other. And we always will. No matter how many miles are in between us.
I need to stop watching Biggest Loser... Biggest analogy fail ever.
Think about all of those reality shows on TV about getting in shape. All these people wanted there whoooooooole life was to get in shape. And then when they got the chance to be on said show it was a once in a lifetime chance. But throughout the experience they have so many fallbacks. They think about quitting. Giving up. Going home. Going back to their shitty life because maybe there's one chance that it'll be easier. The reward at the end doesn't seem worth it. Until they come close to leaving. Then they know. It's worth staying. They don't know what the hell they're in for, but they're willing to ride it out.
I never expected to meet him. I expected to stop that day with my boring family and just get through the night swimming, then listening to my ipod just awaiting the rest of the drive back to my own bed. Then all of a sudden it took a turn for the best. I met him there. Just sitting by a pool, casually as ever, discussing away our lives as if we went way back.
From that point on I tried to plan. Plan everything about our future together. And it caused fights. School dances, college, every little thing caused a fight. But when we're together, we don't worry about anything else in the world. We don't even worry about now, we enjoy it. We savour it. We love it. It's the most amazing thing ever.
I always said that I tried to plan because I didn't want to lose him, and I especially didn't want it to be a suprise. I was trying to protect myself.
I understand now how people can give up everything for their kids. I'd give up everything for him. I'd give up my sanity and happiness in the future if it means I get to love him now.
I wish I could get him to forgive me. To understand where I'm coming from. I'm going to college for 8 years or so. I can't be away from him for that long.
I can wish as much as I want. But it won't change anything. I love him, and I'll be here when he wants me. Because I know he does. I know he loves me. He's just reaching a breaking point. And it's okay. Because I pushed him to it, which isn't okay. I don't mean to fight. I don't mean to jump on him like I do. I'm trying to change for him. I'm trying to make him happy. I'm learning. It's jut a slow process.
We're going to get married. We're going to live happily ever after. The trail ahead of us is just going to be a tough one to blaze. But we have each other. And we always will. No matter how many miles are in between us.
I need to stop watching Biggest Loser... Biggest analogy fail ever.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Opinion: Envy
I've got three offshoot stories for this one, because there's three ways envy works. First off is what I call competitive encouragement. Second is that bitchy kind of jealous that turns people green. Then there's the third; misinterpreted jealousy.
Competitive Encouragement.
I've been in extreme competitive sports all of my life; dancing, gymnastics, swimming, snowboarding and riding. And there's one thing that you have to accept to be good at any of them. There's always going to be someone better than you, no matter what. This past October, I got the once in a lifetime chance to go to the World Equestrian Games in Kentucky. For a horse person, this is it. This is where you want to ride. Better than the Rolex Three Day or The Olympics or McClay or anything. This one place right here can make or break you. I saw all of those riders. They made me look like a little kid on a quarter-for-a-ride pony. But I didn't hate on them. I LOVED them. I envy where they are. But I respect them for it. They are the ones who push me to be better. No, I don't want to be like them. Because no one should ever make you feel like you want to be someone else, but I want to have their respect like they have mine. I want to make the best BETTER.
Being Green; and not the Eco-friendly way.
About a month ago I got a new job as a stable hand at a hunter-jumper barn. If you ride horses you know that the rivalry between hunter-jumpers and eventers is huge. And yes, I'm an eventer. After two weeks on the job I was granted privileges to start training my boss's ex-racehorse, as well as start riding a boarders horse. It was insane. How did I get these privileges? Well, because I'm nice to people, and I know what I'm doing. But there's a stable hand who also works there who isn't so nice. I'm always polite to people when I meet them. But the first thing she ever said to me was through yelling and in a condescending manner. She didn't agree with something I'd done. Which I understand, we're all different. Like my family says; you're entitled to your opinion, even when it's wrong. But the point is, I think it's jealousy. Because when I was riding and loving the boarders horse, she glared at me. The entire time. I couldn't believe it! I worry sometimes about how much I say on here, because I never know who reads it. but at the same time, it's all true.
Misinterpretation.
A few days ago, my boyfriend asked me the most painful question I've heard in a long time. We were planning for an amazing prom night together. But now he wants to go to a different prom with someone else a different weekend with his "friend". He claimed she just had a bad breakup and was trying to be a good friend. If she was a good friend, shed know he had a girlfriend and wouldn't expect him to go with her. Whatever. But the point is, everyone I talked to thought I was jealous. I'm not jealous of her at all. I know he loves me. She doesn't matter. I was mad that he'd even think about diminishing the importance of OUR prom night. Also, jealousy is sometimes used to describe your feelings when you aren't fond of someone else. Just because you don't like someone that may have something (or someone) that you don't , doesn't mean that you're jealous of them.
I end with this; jealousy tears people apart. But when it gets in your way, just remember that there are so many different kinds of jealousy, and you cannot simply jump to conclusions.
Competitive Encouragement.
I've been in extreme competitive sports all of my life; dancing, gymnastics, swimming, snowboarding and riding. And there's one thing that you have to accept to be good at any of them. There's always going to be someone better than you, no matter what. This past October, I got the once in a lifetime chance to go to the World Equestrian Games in Kentucky. For a horse person, this is it. This is where you want to ride. Better than the Rolex Three Day or The Olympics or McClay or anything. This one place right here can make or break you. I saw all of those riders. They made me look like a little kid on a quarter-for-a-ride pony. But I didn't hate on them. I LOVED them. I envy where they are. But I respect them for it. They are the ones who push me to be better. No, I don't want to be like them. Because no one should ever make you feel like you want to be someone else, but I want to have their respect like they have mine. I want to make the best BETTER.
Being Green; and not the Eco-friendly way.
About a month ago I got a new job as a stable hand at a hunter-jumper barn. If you ride horses you know that the rivalry between hunter-jumpers and eventers is huge. And yes, I'm an eventer. After two weeks on the job I was granted privileges to start training my boss's ex-racehorse, as well as start riding a boarders horse. It was insane. How did I get these privileges? Well, because I'm nice to people, and I know what I'm doing. But there's a stable hand who also works there who isn't so nice. I'm always polite to people when I meet them. But the first thing she ever said to me was through yelling and in a condescending manner. She didn't agree with something I'd done. Which I understand, we're all different. Like my family says; you're entitled to your opinion, even when it's wrong. But the point is, I think it's jealousy. Because when I was riding and loving the boarders horse, she glared at me. The entire time. I couldn't believe it! I worry sometimes about how much I say on here, because I never know who reads it. but at the same time, it's all true.
Misinterpretation.
A few days ago, my boyfriend asked me the most painful question I've heard in a long time. We were planning for an amazing prom night together. But now he wants to go to a different prom with someone else a different weekend with his "friend". He claimed she just had a bad breakup and was trying to be a good friend. If she was a good friend, shed know he had a girlfriend and wouldn't expect him to go with her. Whatever. But the point is, everyone I talked to thought I was jealous. I'm not jealous of her at all. I know he loves me. She doesn't matter. I was mad that he'd even think about diminishing the importance of OUR prom night. Also, jealousy is sometimes used to describe your feelings when you aren't fond of someone else. Just because you don't like someone that may have something (or someone) that you don't , doesn't mean that you're jealous of them.
I end with this; jealousy tears people apart. But when it gets in your way, just remember that there are so many different kinds of jealousy, and you cannot simply jump to conclusions.
Monday, April 4, 2011
100 things about the guy I love.
100 things about the guy I love.
1. He has the prettiest greenish/grey eyes I've ever seen.
2. He's like 6'4 and makes me feel less huge.
3. If his body wasn't so dumb, he'd be fighting MMA.
4. He's amazing at guitar.
5. He loves shamrock shakes from McDonald's .
6. His friends are slightly nuts but extremely nice to me.
7. He'd rather fall asleep to screamo music than silence.
8. He hates that I make him shave.
9. He loves me in glasses.
10. He's never been on a horse.
11. He's super smart and makes me feel like I have the IQ of an acorn.
12. He lives at the fair during the summer.
13. He wants to go to Italy.
14. He's one of the few people that I can tolerate being religious.
15. Only boyscout I've ever dated. That's all I'm saying about that one.
16. He drives his moms ford escape... and not very well either.
17. He likes to freak me out on his four wheeler because he likes to make me scream and hold on to him tighter.
18. He's trying so hard to get me to like his music.
19. He wants me to go to warped tour this summer, since I couldn't go last year.
20. I think he'd rather see me in super tight jeans or short shorts as opposed to the sweatpants I always resort to when hanging out with him.
21. He gave up something for me, even though it was super hard for him.
22. He makes me the proudest girlfriend in the world.
23. He likes the sound of his last name coming after mine.
24. He wants to eat dinner with me at night time in Italy while I'm wearing some kind of fancy flowy dress.
25. He wishes I'd send him pictures more often.
26. He likes the cakes his meemaw makes.
27. He likes when I lay on his chest
28. We can be perfectly entertained walking through the woods with me.
29. He looks funny in a go cart.
30. He thinks he's stronger than me... we'll see about that(;
31. He could probably drink nothing but peace tea for the rest of his life.
32. He goes to the smallest school I've ever seen and knows everyone in it.
33. He makes me want to have kids someday, just because I think he'll make a great daddy. (but NOT anytime soon)
34. His most common response to questions begin with "Pshh, uhm..."
35. He built a treehouse.
36. He looks adorable in baseball hats.
36.5 I think he'd be an adorable baseball player.
36.75 except he looks funny when he runs.
36.9 I've only ever seen him run once, after his dog.
37. On June 27 2010 he told me he hates the birthmark on his right arm and wants to get a tattoo over it. If he does, I'll kill him.
38. I distinctly remember his white tshirt with the monster M in the middle of the chest.
39. He hates that I speak Spanish to him because he doesn't understand 90% of it.
40. He would have gone to homecoming with me in a heartbeat.
41. He looks adorable dressed up.
42. I never know what to get him for birthdays, Christmas, etc. He's the hardest guy in the world to shop for.
43. He always forgets to call me, but the poor kid will listen to me babble for hours and still get something out of it.
44. He distinctly remembered me saying I wanted a monkey, so he bought me one. I sleep with it every night.
45. I stole his hoodie on labor day weekend of 2010 and I still wear it or sleep with it almost every night.
50. He'll drink a vanilla cappuccino from starbucks.
51. He WILL sneak up on you when you're on an escalator and scare you.
52. The only reason I wouldn't go to a concert with him is because i wouldn't know what to do or how to dance to the music.
52.5. I really can't just dance to music. I can grind. kinda. that's about it. And I'm scared to death for prom with him.
53. He's so inexperienced in relationships and messes up all the time, but I love him too much to not forgive him.
54. I hate seeing him cry.
55. I hate that I'm the one who made him cry.
56. When we broke up for a while, I absolutely despised his girlfriend.
57. I've only ever made him call me once when I was crying my eyes out, because I think he'd be exceptionally annoyed with me otherwise.
58. He taught me to play ninja.
59. He once made me laugh by blasting brown eyed girl. I laugh everytime I hear that song.
60. I'm so glad we don't go to the same school, because we never would've found each other.
61. He's so out of my league. He wouldn't even know that I existed if we had met anywhere other than on vacation.
62. I've never seen a boys eyes sparkle as much as his did the first time we talked.
63. I don't think he'd care if I can't get any skinnier.
64. He's terrible at maintaining a blog.
65. I'm glad my friend didn't come with me on vacation, because he so would have picked her.
66. I thought he was a douchebag when I first saw him. But an attractive one.
67. I think he sleeps in his basement more than his room.
68. His bed is tiny.
69. He's the only guy I know who's room is basically always clean.
70. I was jealous of his best female friend for the longest friend.
71. He hates a lot of people at his school.
72. I don't know his favorite color.
73. I also don't know his favorite food. But I think he'd eat just about anything.
74. I like when he wears a watch and a nice shirt. It's classy.
75. He smells amazing.
76. I drench his hoodie in his cologne because it's the only thing that relaxes me enough to put me to sleep - except for his voice an touch.
77. I think he wants this huge traditional church wedding. I hate the idea.
78. He looks best with short hair.
79. His hair has the weirdest part down the middle.
80. He has Penn state pants and a hoodie. that I hate
81. He's the only guy I know who would get into a football game with me.
82. He's the only guy I know who's never used a girl.
83. He's been my longest "relationship". Almost 10 months.
84. We've never had an official "date".
85. He wears this super funky camo moccasin things..
86. He wants his band to practice more and really take off.
87. I think he totally supports all of my dreams.
88. He's ticklish on his ribs.
89. He was my best first kiss.
90. He hates spelling things out in texts, and rarely puts an I before love you.
91. He's gonna have to learn to make damn good spaghetti if he wants to live with me.
92. If I could change one thing about him, I'd make his back and everything all better. Even if I had to take the pain onto myself.
93. He has some kind of bird suit in his closet that freaks me out.
94. If you try to run away, he'll flip you upside down over his shoulder and not let you down.
95. He pulls his pants up by the pockets before he sits down.
96. He could watch the history channel. all day.
96.5 he'd most likely take a break to watch 300.
97. He's an amazing kisser.
98. He has far from soft hands, thanks to a) he's a guy and b) he plays guitar & bass.
99. It's uber hard to tell when he's "in the mood" or not.
100. He's more than just the guy I love. He's amazing. I want to marry him and I want him to be a part of everything I do in my entire life. he's more than a boyfriend. He's my best friend.
1. He has the prettiest greenish/grey eyes I've ever seen.
2. He's like 6'4 and makes me feel less huge.
3. If his body wasn't so dumb, he'd be fighting MMA.
4. He's amazing at guitar.
5. He loves shamrock shakes from McDonald's .
6. His friends are slightly nuts but extremely nice to me.
7. He'd rather fall asleep to screamo music than silence.
8. He hates that I make him shave.
9. He loves me in glasses.
10. He's never been on a horse.
11. He's super smart and makes me feel like I have the IQ of an acorn.
12. He lives at the fair during the summer.
13. He wants to go to Italy.
14. He's one of the few people that I can tolerate being religious.
15. Only boyscout I've ever dated. That's all I'm saying about that one.
16. He drives his moms ford escape... and not very well either.
17. He likes to freak me out on his four wheeler because he likes to make me scream and hold on to him tighter.
18. He's trying so hard to get me to like his music.
19. He wants me to go to warped tour this summer, since I couldn't go last year.
20. I think he'd rather see me in super tight jeans or short shorts as opposed to the sweatpants I always resort to when hanging out with him.
21. He gave up something for me, even though it was super hard for him.
22. He makes me the proudest girlfriend in the world.
23. He likes the sound of his last name coming after mine.
24. He wants to eat dinner with me at night time in Italy while I'm wearing some kind of fancy flowy dress.
25. He wishes I'd send him pictures more often.
26. He likes the cakes his meemaw makes.
27. He likes when I lay on his chest
28. We can be perfectly entertained walking through the woods with me.
29. He looks funny in a go cart.
30. He thinks he's stronger than me... we'll see about that(;
31. He could probably drink nothing but peace tea for the rest of his life.
32. He goes to the smallest school I've ever seen and knows everyone in it.
33. He makes me want to have kids someday, just because I think he'll make a great daddy. (but NOT anytime soon)
34. His most common response to questions begin with "Pshh, uhm..."
35. He built a treehouse.
36. He looks adorable in baseball hats.
36.5 I think he'd be an adorable baseball player.
36.75 except he looks funny when he runs.
36.9 I've only ever seen him run once, after his dog.
37. On June 27 2010 he told me he hates the birthmark on his right arm and wants to get a tattoo over it. If he does, I'll kill him.
38. I distinctly remember his white tshirt with the monster M in the middle of the chest.
39. He hates that I speak Spanish to him because he doesn't understand 90% of it.
40. He would have gone to homecoming with me in a heartbeat.
41. He looks adorable dressed up.
42. I never know what to get him for birthdays, Christmas, etc. He's the hardest guy in the world to shop for.
43. He always forgets to call me, but the poor kid will listen to me babble for hours and still get something out of it.
44. He distinctly remembered me saying I wanted a monkey, so he bought me one. I sleep with it every night.
45. I stole his hoodie on labor day weekend of 2010 and I still wear it or sleep with it almost every night.
50. He'll drink a vanilla cappuccino from starbucks.
51. He WILL sneak up on you when you're on an escalator and scare you.
52. The only reason I wouldn't go to a concert with him is because i wouldn't know what to do or how to dance to the music.
52.5. I really can't just dance to music. I can grind. kinda. that's about it. And I'm scared to death for prom with him.
53. He's so inexperienced in relationships and messes up all the time, but I love him too much to not forgive him.
54. I hate seeing him cry.
55. I hate that I'm the one who made him cry.
56. When we broke up for a while, I absolutely despised his girlfriend.
57. I've only ever made him call me once when I was crying my eyes out, because I think he'd be exceptionally annoyed with me otherwise.
58. He taught me to play ninja.
59. He once made me laugh by blasting brown eyed girl. I laugh everytime I hear that song.
60. I'm so glad we don't go to the same school, because we never would've found each other.
61. He's so out of my league. He wouldn't even know that I existed if we had met anywhere other than on vacation.
62. I've never seen a boys eyes sparkle as much as his did the first time we talked.
63. I don't think he'd care if I can't get any skinnier.
64. He's terrible at maintaining a blog.
65. I'm glad my friend didn't come with me on vacation, because he so would have picked her.
66. I thought he was a douchebag when I first saw him. But an attractive one.
67. I think he sleeps in his basement more than his room.
68. His bed is tiny.
69. He's the only guy I know who's room is basically always clean.
70. I was jealous of his best female friend for the longest friend.
71. He hates a lot of people at his school.
72. I don't know his favorite color.
73. I also don't know his favorite food. But I think he'd eat just about anything.
74. I like when he wears a watch and a nice shirt. It's classy.
75. He smells amazing.
76. I drench his hoodie in his cologne because it's the only thing that relaxes me enough to put me to sleep - except for his voice an touch.
77. I think he wants this huge traditional church wedding. I hate the idea.
78. He looks best with short hair.
79. His hair has the weirdest part down the middle.
80. He has Penn state pants and a hoodie. that I hate
81. He's the only guy I know who would get into a football game with me.
82. He's the only guy I know who's never used a girl.
83. He's been my longest "relationship". Almost 10 months.
84. We've never had an official "date".
85. He wears this super funky camo moccasin things..
86. He wants his band to practice more and really take off.
87. I think he totally supports all of my dreams.
88. He's ticklish on his ribs.
89. He was my best first kiss.
90. He hates spelling things out in texts, and rarely puts an I before love you.
91. He's gonna have to learn to make damn good spaghetti if he wants to live with me.
92. If I could change one thing about him, I'd make his back and everything all better. Even if I had to take the pain onto myself.
93. He has some kind of bird suit in his closet that freaks me out.
94. If you try to run away, he'll flip you upside down over his shoulder and not let you down.
95. He pulls his pants up by the pockets before he sits down.
96. He could watch the history channel. all day.
96.5 he'd most likely take a break to watch 300.
97. He's an amazing kisser.
98. He has far from soft hands, thanks to a) he's a guy and b) he plays guitar & bass.
99. It's uber hard to tell when he's "in the mood" or not.
100. He's more than just the guy I love. He's amazing. I want to marry him and I want him to be a part of everything I do in my entire life. he's more than a boyfriend. He's my best friend.
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