2 posts tagged “birthday”
So...It's been a while.
What's happened...Aunty Lucy passed away in May. Raul and I went to NH and came back engaged. Teresa and Alex got married. Raul and I moved in together. Kyla and Ryan decided that they are going to be getting married December 2nd. I quit my job a Walgreen's.
A lot, I know.
It's my 22nd birthday tomorrow and I feel absolutely no excitement over it. None whatsoever. But oh well...I guess that's just how some things turn out. Maybe I'll feel better about it tomorrow. We will have to wait and see...
Kisses and good night, y'all...
This past weekend was the weekend before my Wednesday birthday...I'll be 21. No significance seeing as I'm working 2 to 10...How much does that suck?
I concure...A whole shitload...
Anyway, my wicked awesome boyfriend came over on Friday. We went to dinner at Carrabas with Amy, Juan (her bf), Karol, and Carmencita. Alex was our tag-along because Teresa wasn't home and he was lonely. We had fun. When we got back to the house, he watched TV for a bit while I basically fell asleep. It was so cute. After he turned off the TV, he pulled me into his arms and told me he loved me. Then he kissed me goodnight...How did I get so lucky to find such a sweet, romantic guy? We were, however, woken up at 2 am because someone felt it necessary to text him. Thank you very much! Neither of us could fall asleep and stay asleep after that.
We were awake at like 8 on Saturday morning, but we lazed around in bed until 9:30 when he finally motivated my ass out of bed. I would have been perfectly content to lay there in his arms all day...and the making out wasn't so bad either...Lol...
But anyway, we went to Magic Kingdom...Of course, it was wicked fun. Nothing is ever anything, but fun when Raul is involved. We rode all the good rides and watched the fireworks. He's so sweet and he spoils me way too much...He bought me a stuffed Pooh.
I love him so much and I miss him desperately when he's gone. I know he feels the same way since he tells me all the time. And it only gets worse and worse every time he leaves. And when he kisses me and touches me, it only makes me want him more and more. The longer we're together, the more his touch effects me. I feel like I can't breathe (and no, that's not a bad thing, at all) and I want him to touch me more. Plus, he bites me when we're kissing and that turns me on even more. Kinky...
