October 16, 2005 - 11:30 p.m.
<So much love in one weekend!
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My internet has been stupid and not working for the past week or so. This was nice because it forced me to realize I can live without all the stupid website I waste time on all day, and it forced me to do a lot of schoolwork, which was good. But it also made many things very difficult, namely earning a living. But anyway. I simply have to write about Friday, a few days ago
On Thursday, Ramsey took me to the Irish Rover. It was supreme fun because it was the end to a long day, and also because he had told me a few days in advance that he wanted to take me out - while I'm a huge fan of spontaneity, there's also quite something to be said for being able to look forward to something for a while. I went back to his house and, while I planned on only staying a while and then going home and working on my Latin, I ended up spening the night. The next day, we split up for classes and then had Latin together, after which we went to Flabby's, a little bar around the corner from his house, and my new favorite spot. We came back to his house and were going to take a nap, but Jason ended up coming over. So I took a nap while they hung out, and Ramsey woke me up with a cup of coffee. We broke up for a bit and then there was the Eta Sigma Phi initiation, which only lasted a couple hours but was fun enough - except for the fact that somehow all my knowledge of the expressways jumped out of my head and I was a half hour late there and a half hour longer on the way back. But then we went back to his house, where Blakesly, Jason, Elenore, and Mia came over. We all hung out in the kitchen. I spilled a drink on my pants, so I wore Ramsey's humongous sweat pants. We were all drinking and hanging out, and then we turned on soul music and danced in the kitchen. My favorite was when Ramsey would grab me and the two of us would dance, even if no one else was. They all started talking about that I am an amazing girlfriend, which made me blush but was still complimentary, of course. Ramsey fell asleep on the bed and I decided to watch a movie in his room - and that's when it occured to me that I really feel at home there. I picked out one of Sean's movies and watched it on Ramsey's bed with Matthew for a while until he went to sleep - and it all came as naturally as if I lived there.
When I woke up, Ramsey was in bed with me. I had lunch with Sue, Geof, and Brandy, and we all talked about us (minus Geof) going to Europe in the summer. We ate at Ramsi's, and we ate outside, where I've never eaten before; it's so amazingly pretty. Afterwards, Brandy and I hung out at my apartment for a while, and then went to Henry's Ark, where there were a few llamas we spent forever trying to get cute pictures with, including the softest baby llama whom I eventually got to hug. After the petting zoo, we went to Captain's Quarters with Sue and shared a couple desserts. Brandy left for a friend's in Indiana, and I went to a Sweetest Day party at Mehera's. I only stayed a little bit, because Anne was spending the night with me - and I wanted to make sure to bed Ramsey before I had to go back home. Of course, we left at 11, stayed up until 1:30, slept sporadically for an hour with alarms going off so we didn't go to sleep and so I would be awake when Anne called - and finally at 2:30 I went back home and went to bed. Anne didn't come in until about 4 am, so this morning we woke up and had coffee and tea together, and talked - I would've wanted to keep talking for hours, but I came home today for a day and she wanted to see her boyfriend again before she came home, so we had to part ways after breakfast.
I just can't say how happy Ramsey makes me. I just feel like we're quite in synch with each other - very similar personalities and tastes, and looking towards each other for an equal in many respects. I know that he's one to resist romance, and after a few frustrating guys, I've realized that I quite shun cliched or over the top gestures from guys. Even if a man were to simply say something especially poetic or flowery to me, I think it would turn me off. Especially, in the first stages of the relationship, the really sweet stuff just comes off as superficial and styrofoam, and irritates me to death. I was so much more happy when Jeff would obligingly take me to Waffle House in the evenings than when guys have taken me out on big dates where I got to dress up and feel like a princess. I think that this large shift in my attitude came after I realized that Almir was more in love with being in love, than he was with me. Or maybe it came when he tried to use drama and poetic speech to try to get me back in the midst of our hurricane of a breakup.
More so, I appreciate genuine gestures - Ramsey bought "Silence of the Lambs" because I mentioned that I'd never seen it. He got me a silly calendar - "Nuns Having Fun" or something like that - because it struck a chord with him and he knew I'd think it was superb. It sounds utterly silly, but I think I appreciate those things more than gestures oozing with sweetness and romance. I'm not saying I'd ever turn down flowers or a romantic dinner date, but in the end I'd rather someone who more often did the little things. Ramsey didn't buy the movie or the calendar because he thought that's what people do when they were "in love"...he just did it because I crossed his mind. I get the feeling, and I hope, that it was simply natural for him, as natural as if he himself hadn't seen the movie or wanted the calendar. I feel like so many guys, however well their intentions, are overly conscious of what they're doing all the time in the wooing process - more focused on the fact that they're being sweet to the girl, than on the girl herself. I'm not going to pretend that I'd turn down a little extra sweetness now and then. But if I had to choose - I'd definitely rather what I've got - someone who's being sweet and thoughtful when I don't even think he realizes it.
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