10.08.2008
Mood of the Moment: Undefinable
Music of the Moment: Coheed and Cambria - Welcome Home
Stephen and I are now engaged. This surprised the Hell out of me, and at the same time, it was exactly what I needed. I mean, we both knew we'd eventually be married, and I never really saw the sense in buying some fancy ring now, when we already agreed that we weren't getting married until I was out of college. When he asked me, though, I couldn't help but accept, and I was absolutely walking on a cloud for the rest of the week. I didn't understand why, but all sorts of insecurities went away and I truly believed him when he said "I love you." He's done all sorts of things before, and said he loved me a lot of times...but I was always kind of wary. I always looked at all sorts of other girls and thought "wonder how long before he figures out I'm not quite as great as her." There was always someone else that was thinner, had better hair, liked the same things as him, was more laid back, had more money, or hell, even put out. I'd look at them and wonder how much longer he'd be willing to pay bills, work hard at a laborious job, and come home to a grouchy, uptight person, only to go to bed that night and get nothing but drooled on...but then when he asked me to marry him I realized he meant it. He was all teary eyed and stuttery, and he couldn't wait to tell everyone. We had always talked about how we would get married one day, and I thought I was happy with just that, but I think the reason I felt so sure when he purposed was because I saw that he wanted to tell everyone...he wanted this to be something official. The way he walked with my arm in his after that...the way he looked when he told his parents...I realized that he really, really means this....I know it sounds weird...but it means a lot to me.
So, needless to say, things are going pretty well for me at this point. I'm living in an apartment with Jared and Steve now, in my last year at DCCC, and legally old enough to drink. Basically, life's going pretty good...even if I am broke.
Much Love,
~D~
Music of the Moment: Coheed and Cambria - Welcome Home
Stephen and I are now engaged. This surprised the Hell out of me, and at the same time, it was exactly what I needed. I mean, we both knew we'd eventually be married, and I never really saw the sense in buying some fancy ring now, when we already agreed that we weren't getting married until I was out of college. When he asked me, though, I couldn't help but accept, and I was absolutely walking on a cloud for the rest of the week. I didn't understand why, but all sorts of insecurities went away and I truly believed him when he said "I love you." He's done all sorts of things before, and said he loved me a lot of times...but I was always kind of wary. I always looked at all sorts of other girls and thought "wonder how long before he figures out I'm not quite as great as her." There was always someone else that was thinner, had better hair, liked the same things as him, was more laid back, had more money, or hell, even put out. I'd look at them and wonder how much longer he'd be willing to pay bills, work hard at a laborious job, and come home to a grouchy, uptight person, only to go to bed that night and get nothing but drooled on...but then when he asked me to marry him I realized he meant it. He was all teary eyed and stuttery, and he couldn't wait to tell everyone. We had always talked about how we would get married one day, and I thought I was happy with just that, but I think the reason I felt so sure when he purposed was because I saw that he wanted to tell everyone...he wanted this to be something official. The way he walked with my arm in his after that...the way he looked when he told his parents...I realized that he really, really means this....I know it sounds weird...but it means a lot to me.
So, needless to say, things are going pretty well for me at this point. I'm living in an apartment with Jared and Steve now, in my last year at DCCC, and legally old enough to drink. Basically, life's going pretty good...even if I am broke.
Much Love,
~D~
