the life

this is the life; la bella vita. There's ups and there's downs but that's life. What's better, when you know it's a good life, is when you're stronger and better after the downs. You can push through the rain and it's an evermore satisfying feeling of seeing the rainbow. It's been rocky these first few senior months but by golly this is it. Each day is it's last. No repeating. No more first day, first week, 2nd week, and so forth. I appreciate each moment, especially with R. And even more so reconnecting with friends and getting to know new people. There's never a better feeling than that.

Ironically, Thanksgiving is in two days and I feel I can be very thankful. I've been self-absorbed about xmas gifts for myself, but I am promising myself to buy gifts for my mom, R, and his mom(&dad) for xmas. I am thankful for the people in my life. I'm most thankful for him, R. Without him I am nothing. And I just know we're going to make it. We're happy, getting back to a better place. I feel this second year together is meant to give us the last part of our 1st year we were supposed to have. The first 3 months were wonderful, magically perfect, astonishing. After that there was trauma, tears, unhappiness, no trust. And I feel we are slowly fixing those problems, erasing, healing and getting back to where we were supposed to be. From the end of December, to the new year to September again we will have what we were supposed to have our first year. Our 2 years will be combined and infused and become magic again. I know it. I feel it. So what's our story?

Let's give the background, the setting, the prologue. Whatever you call it:

We knew each other before we dated. But not really. I joined my highschool's NJROTC and I just so happened to snag a seat where he was 2 away. A girl, a very funny girl I talked to, was in between us. She introduced us. "This is Baker". He was nice. and Cuuuute. I enjoyed him there, then I got moved, far far away. And he got switched to a different platoon. Of course. But he did have a girlfriend and I had her in Student Government. She was nice, she idealized their love to believe it was perfect. I later found out the guile behavior and all the corruptness. That was my second year in highschool. So NJROTC brought us together and separated us, for a time. Sophomore year ended, not thinking about him. I didn't really know him or have too much for him. Him and the girl broke up in the summer, right before junior year. Then came TTT and NCT which are two summer NJROTC events. I met up with him there and got to know him. We hung out after TTT with one of his friends. My main goal was trying to cheer him up. I succeeded, and ended up with very, very good karma - a surprise gift: him.

We started liking each other, but never said. Somehow went shrimping, for one of many firsts thanks to him, and made a bet. Whoever caught more fish wins.... a kiss. Of course I didn't know how to fish at the time. and we were shrimping... not fishing... But he caught one. Somehow. He took me home, it started pouring..... And we shared our first kiss! slow and passionate. Multiple. For a while. I ended up wearing his scared dogtags. We weren't dating. Then we went to the first Gators game of the football season. and asked me out there! How schweeet? :) From there, it's history. We've had a huge problem right after Christmas and problems inbetween from then and now. But it's been a year and almost 3 months.... 3 months from being our 1 and a Half 1 1/2 years! It's senior year, we are looking at houses, we've talked about the future, we're serious, we're addicted, stuck like glue if you will, named our first girl. 2 kids. 1 girl, 1 boy. Yeah so you may think we're silly kids, but we'll prove you wrong, by livin' our love song

-kt

*9.4.10.