- February 17th, 2009
I think just about everyone who would actually read this has already read Kain's. So I guess I'm no longer a 'pure little flower?' Whatever that means...
Now Kain is asleep, and I don't work tomorrow so I left the comfort of my bed to write an entry here.
I'm incredibly content with my life right now. My boyfriend is adorable, and my roommate is MIA.
He seriously looks so cute, he's pretty much spread out, taking up my entire bed (which is deffo gonna be a problem when i try to go back to sleep...) and his hair is all over. I know I sound super ridiculously cheesy and very stereotypical, but he's perfect, and i'm incredibly lucky. Incredibly.
I don't know. In high school, I wouldn't have even looked in Kain's direction. Hell, if me and Kain weren't together now, I still probably wouldn't look in his direction. I guess...I wasn't exactly popular in high school, but I was one of the girls who knew better than to go anywhere near Kain and his friends, just because I cared a little too much about my reputation. He wasn't really...well-known, anyway. I remember seeing him quite a bit, though...that was when he was really hardcore into the goth thing, it was quite ridiculous, he wore face paint sometimes...Which, now that I think back on high school days, I find it fucking hilarious that the "big-bad goth" kid...loves motion city soundtrack. Really, now.
When I met Kain I was in a local music store, I was looking for a Weezer album. And he was near me looking for a White Stripes album. And I was getting seriously pissed off because I have a short temper and I couldn't fucking find the album. So....basically I sat down on the ground and threw a fit. Yeah.....like I said, bad temper. So I was there freaking out and Kain asks me what I'm looking for and as soon as I tell him he grabs it from the front of the fucking rack where I'd looked a million times and gives it to me in all its cellophane-wrapped glory.. (It was Pinkerton, btw.)
And I was seriously upset and freaking out over this stupid album, so he offered me his hand and helped me get up and after I paid for the damn album, he caught up with me and asked me to go out and get coffee or something. (Which is funny...because he doesn't drink coffee.) And I kinda felt bad for him because he witnessed my stupid temper tantrum, so I said yes. And look where we are now!
And just for the record, my temper is now significantly less horrible. Significantly.
....Ohhh my god I wish I owned a camera so bad right now, Kain is just so sweet and he's cuddling a pillow and...
He is such a teddy bear. A giant, skinny teddy bear with smelly feet.
I love him. So much.
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