Twenty days it has been into the new year and so far I have not been disappointed. My new classes have been on the easy side so far and my professors are surprisingly decent. I’ve begun to slowly take myself out of my comfort zone, and it just may be one of the best decisions I’ve made in a while. Reason being that It helped me to meet a boy in my english class.
How? During our second class he sat in the seat in front of me, and when the professor assigned a group assignment I instantly was greatful that I had just discovered D-ray was in my class. But of course, we were to join into groups of three. Then I had an idea. I noticed the cute boy in the blue plaid flannel glancing around the class before starting to read the assignment himself, like I would normally be doing in these situations, so, taking control, I told him to join our group. We worked on the assignment and then after a while I finally introduced myself and found out his name was Joe. Before turning in the assignment at the end of class I got a little sneaky and found out his last name via the top of the paper, and a little while after class I began my facebook search. I can’t really tell you what came over me that day, I am certainly not that pushy. But now Im pretty glad it happened. Sure I realized that at this point he probably thought I was some creepy chick with red and purple hair from his english class. But I figured that if he actually got the chance to get to know me I could either disway that thought, or confirm it. Either way, whatever happens, happens.
Upon getting to know Joe I found out that he was going to school for exactly what I had wanted to before randomly deciding to be a business major instead. We had indepth conversations about literature and the lost youth of our society, among other things, and It was great. The more that I talked to him the more I started to like him. Yesterday we hung out at school after his class and before mine. I thought it was going to be awkward at first because we both seem to be such quiet people, but to my surprise I was laughing the whole time, I was even god damn blushing, it was ridiculous in the best possible way. Then he asked me to go to the movies, which we went to today.
We went to go see the Green Hornet after our english class. At this point, while I knew that I liked him, and I knew that he knew that I liked him, I wasn’t exactly sure what he thought of me. Then he started to inch his hand toward mine like half way through the movie. My heart was about to jump out of my chest it was beating so fast. After a few minutes I started to think that maybe I was mistaken in my assumption because he hadn’t made any further effort to take my hand. I shook those thoughts away pretty fast, however, after I noticed him glancing my way every 10 seconds. It was then that I got a little flash back of our first encounter, so I decided to help him out a little. So once his hand was finally touching mine I grabbed it and proceeded to make fun of him a little for taking such a long time with it, even though honestly I thought it was really cute. x]
Hand-holding quickly turned into the barrier between our seats being removed and his arm wrapping around my shoulders and continuing to hold my hand. Once we got situated he whispered in my ear that I looked pretty today, even with the stupid 3-d glasses on. It was at this point that I officially turned to goo. The movie was long forgotten and I just made myself comfortable in his arms, still partially unbelieving that I was there. Even after the movie we just sat there for a while, unwanting the moment to end. It was comfortable embrace, he rubbled little circles on my hand and every so often he would tighten his hold on me momentarily and then rest his head upon my own. I have to say, I haven’t been that happy in a long time.
Many happy blogs to come I hope. x]