This week has seriously been the best (I know I say that every time I say that every time I get to see my boyfriend but it’s true!) Nick and I have basically just been having lazy days and then going out at night to Atlanta or just exploring……. And I love every second of it. This is about to turn into a sappy post forewarning! Still here? Alright, but I totally warned you… It’s just that I absolutely cannot wait for the summer. VSU gets out on the first week of May and then I’m gonna be back home and most likely spending most of my time at Boyfriend’s apartment. I’ll also have to start finding a job up here but I figure it’ll all out and blah.
Anyways! The point of this post was for Best of Atlanta, which I’m going to tonight with Boyfriend (He won them on some radio game). Basically, a bunch of super-amazing restaurants come together and have samples and other stuff. Would it be super nerdy to show up with a camera and note pad to document what stuff they have and use? Maybe a little bit?… Okay, fine…. I’ll just bring a little note pad ;)
post a pic of you and boyfriend!
Hahah that’s from the Super Bowl party. I’ll post more in a bit =]
So, last Friday I had been told by Boyfriend to expect a package in the mail room and to Skype him once I had gotten it. The mail room was closed so he told me to just go back to my dorm and Skype him anyways… This is when I started to notice something was up:
Me: Wait, where are you?
BF: At home, why?
Me: Because I can hear wind in your phone.
(I could tell he was lying but couldn’t get why)
BF: Are you at the dorm yet? *Siren is heard through phone*
Me: Not yet. *Seeing ambulance pass by a road and beginning to catch on*
Okay, I’m here.
BF: Wait, what entrance do you use?
Me: Oh my God, no way!
And then he walked around the corner. I almost tackled him, had I not noticed the huge backpack and laptop he was carrying I probably would have. Anyways, I pretty much flipped my shit and couldn’t stop smiling as I checked him in as a guest at my dorm…We seriously were lucky that my roommate wasn’t there this weekend so he was able to spend the night at my dorm. (Oh, and did I mention that he brought me two bags of Hershey’s white chocolate bliss and diet Mountain Dew?)
The next day we decided to get a motel room since my roommate would be coming back on Sunday and would probably freak out over having a guy in our room. After checking in at the motel, I got to introduce him to all my friends from VSU. We all ended up exploring a railroad track and having a photo shoot on them/next to them for my friends’ photography class. I was so happy when they all said they liked him and saw how well they all got along.
After that we went our own way and explored Valdosta until Sunday night where we went to a Super bowl party. Almost everyone there ended up drunk or high besides me and boyfriend (normally I’m the only sober one there, or I’ll just split a Mike’s with someone, so it was nice not to be alone) and we still had a blast making pizza and watching TV with everyone.
On Monday morning I ended up just going to one class and skipping everything else (including work) to hang out with boyfriend before he had to leave. We explored some more until he finally said he had to go. And that was it. Tears were in my eyes without warning and I basically just stood next to him, hands clasped around his arm, like a little pouty kid as we walked to his car. I knew I would cry a little but I didn’t want to in front of him (and let me explain the fact that they weren’t sad tears, they were happy tears). I had had so much fun doing next to nothing in a place that I basically hate with a guy that I care about so-so much. The thought of it basically turned me into a ball of emotion which I’m pretty sure freaked out boyfriend. He gave me his jacket which is pretty much drenched in his cologne and a few other things before kissing me goodbye and promising to see me again in a few weeks.
That’s the short version of my weekend. It might not sound like much but it was seriously just great. How did I end up getting such an amazing guy in my life? I mean really; I feel like the absolute luckiest girl in the world to have a guy like him and I plan on keeping him for as long as I possibly can. =3