Jessie

I’ve got my FAFSA filled out, and most of the paperwork done for JSCC, so now we see how difficult it is to get into a predominantly black or white-trash community college, when one has a 2.6 GPA & a 25 composite score on the ACT. The GPA is due to lazyness, and a blatant refusal to do homework.

Well I can’t really say if the date that I did it is acurate. Who can really say the exact moment that they fall in love? We started talking and texting and stuff in early August 2011. He asked me out officially 8-24-11. I figured that it would end up another puppy love thing. But I knew that there was something so genuine about him. I kept trying to figure him out; there had to be something, some sort of dirt. By the 1-month mark, I had that completely ruled out. He’s got a history, he’s been hurt (not seriously) by girls before. He plays too many video games, is in love with his 2 guitars, doesn’t like to go out on dates a lot, and doesn’t brush his teeth after breakfast (just before).
But he’s also sweet, attentive, sexy, has a great butt, plays baseball, sings, is so artistically talented it’s unfair, is willing to do anything I want to, and loves so purely and so genuinely, that there is no one quite like him in the whole wide world.
It’s June, and we’ve only been going out for 10 months, but we’ve talked about it a little, and I think he’s definately a keeper. He has no intention of breaking up with me, and it’s obvious what my intentions are. Just saying that by 2014, I’m expecting a ring.

I’m gonna gather up anything that holds memories- movie tickets, pictures, quotes, inside joke triggers, etc.- and glue them on a huge piece of poster board. Good memories, like family, friends, summer, love… Even the things that have bad memories attatched, also have good. After all nothing is all bad, nor all good.