Holyshitfuck Who Just Said That? Oh Wait…

Disclaimer: Okay, I promise I’m so not the “shmoopy” kinda girl, but bear with me today… I just can’t help it, because I totally feel like this:

Last Saturday, I completely freaked my best friend out.

Then I called my two foreva-eva BFFs back in Massachusetts, and totally freaked them out too.

A couple days ago, I kind of freaked my parents out (although they hide it better. Or maybe they just want grandbabies…).

Because, you see, I told them something that I’ve never really said before. They’ve never really known me (at least not in YEARS), to be, well, for lack of a better word… smitten.

There, I said it. It’s out in the open… there’s no hiding from it now.

And what’s the strangest part about all of this?

I, personally, couldn’t be less freaked out. (If you know me at all, you know what a big deal that is. After all, most of my girlfriends think of me like this.)

Well, guess what…

Kbo: [about her BF] yeah, like, if I want to be loyal and supportive of what he needs to do, I kind of have to move a little quicker than I would like… It sucks having to think for two

Me: well… yes… but it’s also really, really nice

Kbo: yes, this is true

Me: holyshitfuck who just said that

Kbo: hahah yes I was just about to say that

Me: ha

Kbo: I like you better now that you’re not as cynical

I called my (honorary) Big Brother in Massachusetts, basically just to tell him because I knew he wouldn’t believe it.

Me: “Hi, it’s me.”

Pooky: “Hey, what’s up?”

Me: “Oh, nothing much. Well, actually, I met someone [you know how you say "met" differently when it's a big deal? Yeah, it was like that]. And, I really, really like him. AND, I think he’s going to be around for a long time. I’m bringing him home in a month to meet you and Brit.”

[Dead silence...]

Pooky: “Who is this?”

Who is this, indeed. I’m not even sure… Neither is my mother:

Me: “So, Mom, I’m coming home to see Little Sister in August… and I’m bringing someone with me.”

Mamakins: “Of course! Is it Fellow Masshole? Or Tuesday Boozeday?”

Me: “Umm, no… it’s actually a guy. If that’s okay. I want you to meet him. He’s pretty great.”

[Stunned silence. Which sounds a lot like dead silence, except that I can actually hear her mouth fall open.]

Mamakins: “I…. you… my… skjdghksjhdotiiwoe… of course it’s okay! [Regaining composure as shock subsides...] I just didn’t know you were seeing anyone! [Insert motherly peppering with questions about daughter's love life here.]

Yeah, it’s pretty much disgusting. I’m becoming one of those annoying couples who walk each other to the Metro in the morning and kiss goodbye while holding up foot traffic. I hate that; excessive PDA is so barf-tastic. But I’m doing it. Because I can’t help it.

Three months ago I wrote this post about being ready to fall in love again (after a good five year hiatus). While I meant every word, I never thought it would happen so soon. Especially in DC, as I’ve had a realllly hard time meeting guys here. In fact, in all honesty, I didn’t believe that it would ever be as intense as that first, innocent time (hello, high school!) again… but I was so, so wrong. It’s like that, only with complete trust, understanding, and a lot more wisdom. And I definitely, completely forgot how absolutely unbelievable it is.

Me: i don’t worry about ANYTHING when he’s around

Kbo: thats the way it should be!

Me: it’s pretty amazing… but it’s always been this way with me… i’m just all or nothing. i just know.

And I really do. This is the Real Deal. And I’ve never been more excited for anything in my whole entire (pathetic excuse for a) life.

“I like where you sleep
When you sleep next to me
I like where you sleep…here

Our lips can touch
And our cheeks can brush
Our lips can touch…here

Well, you are the one
The one that lies close to me
Whispers “Hello, I miss you quite terribly”
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly
Now there’s no place close I could be but here in your arms…”

-Here (In Your Arms), Hellogoodbye

(Somebody shoot me. Seriously. I deserve it.)