So I went all the way dowwwwwwn to Mississippi to see my beloved, Jenet. First time on a plane since I was like.. 6 years old. It was pretty pleasant, except for the final ascent.. my ears hurt like a motherfucker, but I'm getting ahead of myself...
The night before I left, there was no plans for me to come down. Suddenly she gets on the phone: "How soon can you come down?" and I said, surprised "um.. tomorrow...?"
So at about midnight before I left, I called the (fuckingworthless) taxi company and setup a pickup to the airport at 4:30 am, because my flight was at 6am. Plenty of time, right? You'd think so. I called at about 2:30 am, just to confirm that my ride was coming and they said yes. So 4:30 rolls around, (I've been ready since about 3:30) and no taxi. I wait 10 minutes and call:
Me: "My taxi's no here, yet, I just wanted to make sure it's coming."
Taxioperator: "Nobody called you?"
Me: "No"
Taxioperator: (confirms phone number). "If he doesn't call/come in 5 minutes, call me back."
So I wait. and wait. and call back and get told he might have fallen asleep, so they're gonna send another one over. Okay, whatever. To make a long story short, by the time, they get to my house, it's 5:30 and I get TO the airport at 6am, just in time to wave goodbye to my plane.
The helpful airport computer said "Sorry, you missed your flight, would you like to transfer to a new one?"... For $50. I was not pleased. The fucking taxi company should have to pay for that since it's their fault. Stupid incompetent bastards. So I pay my $50 for the flight change and the $20 for my suitcase and get on the 6:30 flight. Though it ends up being better (aside from the $50), because I skipped the 5 hour layover I would have had on the 6am flight.
So I get to Mississippi. Jenet's sister's we picking me up and I was terrified that they would hate me. But my god how I was happy to see her. I swear she gets more beautiful every time I see her. After we got home, after not too long I met her parents. Her mommy is nice. Jenet made me Chicken Parmesan XD. It was amazing. But most of the days consisted of mushy romantic stuffs, video games, Will & Grace and trying to fix her computer.
As lame as that sounds, it was so fucking amazing. I truly, truly have never felt like this. I feel fucking ALIVE when I'm with her and dead when I'm not. I'm so goddamned happy and I am fucking POSITIVE I want to spend the rest of my life with her. With everyone else (possiblyoffensivenessheresorry), I really think I was just reaching out and just settling with what I had, figuring that was the best I was going to get. But with her.. I've never been more sure of anything in my life.. this is what I want, she is what I want. She's so sexy/fun/awesome/silly/geeky/sweet/gorgeous/honest/perfect.. did I mention she's painfully pretty? XD Well she is. Enough rambling, but the point is, she IS THE ONE. I've never actually full out said that before because there was always the shadow of doubt, but it's nothing but black sunshine now... there are no shadows. Love. I have found it. or rather, perhaps it found me. In my case, it's true, sometimes love is right in front of your face, you just have to step back and look. <333
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But during my time there, her mom made plans to finally leave her dad (who is a jerk), preparing the assets and such. He is/was an abusive asshole so that makes me very happy. I found out today that the day I left, she actually did it and kicked him to the curb. XDXD
My leaving was hard, but not without the positive side: Leaving her is so fucking hard it's almost physically painful. But a few months is a small price to pay for the rest of our lives. I really can't believe that on the 12th, we'll have been dating for half a year already. Crazy. <3333333
In closing, I'm back, sadly. I missed a few things, but I really don't wanna be back here, but I am nonetheless.
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