tarynitup

I really was starting to think I was just doomed forever, haha in a non-dramatic way. I thought I was going to be dis-interested within minutes with every person I’d meet.. until I wasn’t.

Unexpected, as usual, here comes this sweet and quiet, blonde-haired, very blue eyed boy. Prefers to listen instead of talk (makes me nervous).. immediately tells me “I’M NOT MARRIED” haha. We went on a date, spent 6 hours on the date… and then the next day went on another date and hung out after that… and then watching tv before he leaves he’s like… “brunch and boat on saturday?” uh, yeah sure… no convincing needed.

But, this boy likes a different style of music, and sends me songs I actually listen to.

So, Saturday morning comes around, and I am SUPER NERVOUS. It’s the third date and it has only been a week… what the fuck. I’ve been avoiding this shit like the freaking PLAGUE. He picks me up, and he hands me THIS 3D PRINTED FUCKING T-REX IN MY FAVORITE COLOR. Oof, I’m in trouble. No feelies. Nope.. Not happening. I was like “hey just fyi, i have a bag with me but it’s because I don’t want to come home in wet clothes..” because what I’ve learned the last 2 weeks back even THINKING about dating.. you got to draw a freaking LINE IN THE SAND or 98% of them think you’re ready to just.. hook up. Nope, not here for it. He was like I put no assumption on you.

Ugh, stoppp being nice.

We go to brunch, I was more sideways than normal and luckily he’s very understanding about it, and pretty amused. So, we go to the lake, and I’m like oh shit, this isn’t like his dad’s boat, it’s his boat. He’s very humble… and he’s like is this ok? Are you disappointed? And it’s hard to not seem like you’re excited over a fucking boat, I was genuinely excited to hang out with him.

We drank, a lot. But drinking in the sun is kinda different, I swear I can’t slam 14 Trulys on a regular day…

Today, woke up, and literally did everything on our to-do list before bringing me home. Now…we’re going to Austin.

Now.. just keep one foot in front of the other… don’t look back, and I’ll be fine. Everything. Is. Fine.