That's us on Christmas. Santa just dropped him in my lap, gave me some feeding and care instructions, and hastily flew out of there. He seemed to be in a hurry to leave....
Of course that is a joke XD
I began dating James, February 5th, 2011. I had a crush on that little bugger since I was a Sophomore.
Yes, he has his moments where he is just all too annoying. He hogs the sheets, he takes huge bites of my food, even if he already ate his, and he's recently become obsessed with my plush sheep that he stuffs in my mouth. Even so, in not only our relationship, he has done a lot of things for me that in my life, are nothing short of remarkable. He was one of the first people to ever make me feel pretty, first person I cried into besides my parents, the first person to see me as more than an accessory girlfriend. Most of my relationships didn't last long and ended badly. I am still civil with some of my exes and good friends with one of them and his girlfriend. However, one very bad and unexpected ending to one finally knocked me back to the floor and he left me all alone to pick up the pieces while he enjoyed dating someone he was flirting with behind my back. I was instantly replaced and the same thing seemed to happen again and again. My self esteem bordered non existent and I lived in a body that seemed as if wasn't mine anymore. It wasn't just the break up that did it to me, it was a very hard past with a lot of turmoil. I became anxious, passive aggressive, and my panic attacks had come back for the first time in 4 years.
Then, James came around. I never thought too much of him leaning on me, occasionally complimenting me * that I appreciated* and I could be myself around him. It's when he took me places, just us two, pulled me into his lap when I was upset, laid his head down on me that I realized, ''Oh, he's serious....'' I'd wake up every morning with a message from him saying, ''Good morning gorgeous*, or something equally flattering. I'd flush and mush my head back into the pillow every time. I wasn't used to that at all. I loved it.
James would do things that I didn't fully understand at the time. He'd pull my hair out of my face, tell me to clip it back, things that were usually the opposite of what guys would tell me. One thing that I remember was inviting him over to my house to hang out with me, my brother, and good friend Sean. I was moping because I had ended a relationship I felt was going no where but since it was my first time doing so I was conflicted. After drawing doodles of boobies and smacking each other with toys, Sean and Nick left. James was about to leave out the door when he grabbed my hand, pulled me into my room and locked me into this romance movie esq kiss. I was speechless. It wasn't our first kiss, that one was much more simple. I simply waited for him to stop talking and while he looked down at me, I got on my tip toes and sealed the deal with a peck.
Instead of us screaming '' I LOVE YOU'' 2 days after dating, a month later, I auditioned for a talent show. I got scared so we can all guess how that went... Anyway, I had a choir concert after school. After it ended James took me for coffee and drove me home. We laid in bed and I told him I love you in french, which he did not know, when I was about to translate it and ''confess'', he popped his head up and beat me to it. Ugh!
Well, that's enough mush. James is terribly cheeky, toothy, clever and more fun then a barrel of squids. I love that big blob of goo. I only have one greater love and that is....
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