A Long Wait Worth While...

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alright alright alright....GET THIS SHIT!!! CASSIE...YES CASSIE...AFTER ALL THE WAITING AND HOPELESS DESIRES I HAVE WITHHELD FOR THE PAST COUNTLESS DAYS,WEEKS,MONTHS...MY TOP OF THE LINE DREAM IS NO LONGER SUCH A DISTANT AND UNREACHABLE MILESTONE. THE LOVE OF MY LIFE (DRUMMER BOY IF U ARE NOT A FREQUENT READER OF THIS DIARY) HAS MADE THE MOVE TO MAKE US HAPPEN...US! HOW THE HELL DOES THIS HAPPEN??? IVE WANTED SO BADLY TO TALK TO HIM FOREVER AND DESPITE MY UNDERSTANDING THAT I WOULD NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN BEING THAT HE HAD GRADUATED, DESPITE EVERYONE TELLING ME I HAD TO GIVE IT UP, IT WAS OVER,I HELD ON STILL AND FOR ONCE, IT REPAID ITSELF. I MUST SAY GOD HAD MY BACK ON THIS ONE. THX BIG MAN HA SO HOW DOES SUCH A THING TAKE PLACE??? LET ME BRIEFLY DESCRIBE THE BEST NIGHT EVER TO EXISTENCE... 1. I RECEIVE THE NEWS THAT MATT(DB)THINKS I AM HOTT AND THAT I HAVE TO GO TO HIS SHOW THAT NIGHT WHERE HE WOULD BE PLAYING. 2. I GO TO THE SHOW 3. HE PULLS UP LITERALLY 2 MINUTES AFTER I GET THERE AND THE FIRST WORDS EVER SPOKEN TO EACHOTHER WERE...HEY! LOL 4. HE PLAYS HIS DRUMS AS I STARE AND ANALYZE EVERY FACIAL EXPRESSION, EVERY MOVEMENT, JUST AHH! IT WAS GOOD...HE IS SO BEAUTIFUL... 5. COPS UNFORTUNATELY CUT THE SHOW A LIL SHORT 6. SO WERE JUST HANGIN OUT AND ITS JUST LIKE IT WAS AT SCHOOL WHERE WE JUST SMILE AND STARE AT EACHOTHER BUT STILL TOO AFRAID TO SPEAK TO EACHOTHER. 7. HE STARTS COMIN AROUND ME A LOT AS IF HES GOIN TO TALK TO ME...BUT STILL NOTHING 8. HE COMES AND SITS IN THE CHAIR DIRECTLY BEHIND ME AND SO I JUST GO FOR THE DAMN KILL AND ASK HIM SOME GAY QUESTION...JUST MAKIN CONVERSATION :p 9. SO WERE ABOUT TO LEAVE THE SHOW, WALK OUTSIDE, START WALKIN BACK TOWARDS OUR HOUSE...AND JUST AS WE TURN THE CORNER, MATT HAS JUMPED IN THE CAR TO CATCH UP TO US...OR SHOULD I SAY ME...HEEHEE 10. MY BUTTHOLE FRIENDS MAKE ME GO WITH THEM TO PICK UP SOME JACK IN THE BOX LOL...WE TALK AND STUFF ON THE WAY (FRIENDS... I LOVE YOU SO MUCH HAHA) 11. WE GET BACK TO THE HOUSE. IM LIKE "THANKS", START WALKIN TOWARDS THE FRONT DOOR...AND HES LIKE "HEY, IF YOU GET BORED OR SOMETHIN LATER, CALL ME" YEP, HE PASSES THE DIGITS. SO NOW IM A MONTH PREGNANT WITH HIS CHILD AND WE LIVE A MILLION DOLLAR HOUSE OFF THE COAST IN CALI...
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I'm not a frequent reader, but congrats! That must kick so much ass. I'm sure it does. :)
HAHA...SO CALL ME UNCLE LEO!
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