Chapter 56- The Story

Once upon a time, Cami's roommate Meg is dating someone named Ryan. Ryan had a birthday and she met his neighbor Ian. Ian wears Abercrombie and Fitch and has really good hair. He basically looks like a tool. Cami thought, "Wow, what a stallion. He would never be interested in a girl like me," and so she forgot about him. Then, the next weekend she went to Sammy's and saw him again. Ian started talking to her and she felt pretty awesome, but again, she never thought that anything would happen. He looked like someone that could get any girl he wanted and she didn't want to get played so she forgot about him. A few weeks later she went to the library with Meg and Ryan. Ian happened to be there too and he came over and talked to them for a good thirty or forty minutes. Cami was just wearing sweats and an ugly tee shirt- definitely not her finest attire so she thought that someone so well groomed would be turned off by her dress and her innocence. Turns out, Ian liked it. He got her number from Ryan and set up a date. She was blown away! They went out and she had a really great time except she was unbelievably tired which means she was uncharacteristically quiet. She wanted to impress him, but her brain couldn't formulate anything witty or clever to say. It couldn't even form a sentence. She thought she might have messed things up, but he kept on coming around.
They saw each other everyday for 2 weeks and then they decided they were dating. They ate sushi and watched movies. It was all so crazy and wonderfully unexpected. He stole his first kiss on a Sunday. They were laying on the floor with the tv on and friends sitting around when he just leaned over and kissed her. She blushed. He laughed. He told her to kiss him again and she said she didn't want to, but really she did. They kissed again. She thought she was going to burst open! 
On Valentine's Day, Ian surprised Cami with flowers in the library. Everyone stared. She almost cried because she had never been treated so well in her whole life. So, Cami started to really like this boy and he began to really like her. They went down to her house over the President's Day weekend and he met her family. They talked about everything under the sun and they got progressively weirder as they spent time together. Suddenly, Cami and Ian are boyfriend and girlfriend and life became an wonderfully unexpected surprise.


TO BE CONTINUED...

Chapter 55- DeLUUSiionnALL...

Delusionally happy; that's the only way to describe it. 

He holds my hand in public.

He kisses me at the library.

He calls me dollface 

and sends me texts that are so sweet they are almost nauseating.

He bought me the most beautiful flowers for Valentine's Day
even though he didn't have to.

We spend all of our time together
whether we're studying in the library
watching some dumb movie on his couch
or eating more food.

He makes me giggle and makes me want to scream.
He pushes me out of my comfort zone and helps me explore
new and exciting things that I never had
the courage to try before.

I've shared with him things that I don't share with anyone
and he doesn't judge me for my past mistakes.
He forces me to be serious and think for myself.

He's teaching me how to kiss
because heaven knows I need all the help I can get.
He laughs at how terrible I am and promises that someday I'll get better.

I feel like the luckiest girl in the world when I'm with him;
that girl that all the other girls envy because I've got it so good.
It's disgusting how much I love it.
He treats me like a princess and makes me laugh like a little girl.


Someone medicate me.

Chapter 54- Valentimes

Don't you just hate it when people over the age of 7 say "ValenTIMEs" rather than "Valentine's?" It's like, "Listen, that was super cute when you also couldn't pronounce your Rs and Ls, but it is time to move on."
So, to all of you that don't realize that it's actually an N in the middle of that word, good news- you can now talk like an intelligent person.

Now, on to what's really on my mind. Today is Valentine's Day. This is the day that little girls dream of; the day of scribbled love notes and pink cut-out hearts. My whole life it was just another excuse to dress up. I would decorate myself in pink or red and wear little heart earrings. In Elementary school, I would stay up late the night before making a Valentine's day box covered in doilies and fake roses. I loved it. Valentine's day was fun, it was silly and exciting, but I never had anyone special. I never received any special Valentines or a singing Valagram from anyone but my sister. I only got flowers or stuffed animals from my dad. This year is different. I have a Valentine. I have someone special, but I just don't know what to do with myself. I don't know if I'm supposed to do anything. It's the middle of the week, we both have homework and he got signed up to clean a building on campus. This is quite the tricky situation I've found myself in. Okay, I'm being dramatic. I just feel so inexperienced right now! Happy Valentine's Day everyone.

(Oh, and happy 150th post)

Chapter 53- RUMOR HAS IT

Okay kids, I have so much to catch you up on. First, I apologize for how vague my last post was, but I was in true misery at the moment and didn't have the motivation to write more than ten words. Second, I should have been keeping updated more on the goings on of my little life, but I've been a bit distracted. You see, there's this boy. Well, I guess we could call him a MAN! Oh my gosh, I'm a nerd. Anyway, I met him briefly a few weeks ago and thought to myself, "Mmm, who is this stallion?" but thought nothing more about it because usually when a guy is covered head to toe in Abercrombie and Fitch he doesn't think twice about the girl in the purple pants. So, life went on. Then, we met again at the library with my roommate and a little birdie told me he wanted my number. I was freaked. Guys that look like that don't go for girls that act like me. I'll be frank. He looks like a tool- perfectly coiffed hair (he got a compliment from another guy about being so well groomed), designer clothes, shoes that aren't from America... and here I am with my hair in a crazy bun on the top of my head wearing nothing but mascara and chapstick and dressed in an outfit that would have been appropriate for the 80s. I'm loud. I'm super obnoxious. I wear whatever happens to jump out at me that day and I just don't care what anyone thinks. I'm not arrogant, I'm ignorant. I don't worry about what people think about me. I'm just who I am because everyone else is taken and heck, if I don't like who I am then no one else is going to.
INTERJECTION- I think I have a mosquito bite on my arm. What? It's most definitely way too cold outside for this kind of junk.
So, long story short he got my number, we have seen each other every day for the past two weeks and I may or may not be dating him. Okay, I am. Oh, you guys this is all too crazy. I've only ever dated one other person in my life and we only spent like ten days together. This is 100 percent different and 14 times better. We're actually compatible. This guy has a way to get me to open up. I've said before that I have a really difficult time trusting people; being able to let them in, but I'm learning to do it. He mellows me out without making me boring and he says the nicest things to me (when he isn't making a dumb joke about something less than classy). Plus, he's smart. Nothing turns me off more than a guy that doesn't understand wit. I like this boy.
A'right now- I need to go call my mom because she'll be pretty ticked if she reads this before I inform her of the news. I'm SUCH a girl.

Chapter 52- CRAP

What a craptastic way to end an otherwise perfect day.

Awesome.