Sunday, March 27, 2011


So, Boy and I have been rather serious for awhile now, and we'd discussed marriage. A few weeks ago, we actually picked out a ring, but it had to be made specially and so I wasn't sure when he was going to propose. I knew that the ring would be delivered sometime in the next few weeks, and I was wondering when it would arrive. When I got home from school on Friday, I noticed a FedEx "Sorry We Missed You" sticker on the door. I immediately assumed it was the ring, so I texted Boy the address where he could pick up the package and then had to wait for him to get home.

When he arrived home a few hours later, he had the package with him, and I was all excited to see if I was right, but inside I was telling myself

But, apparently, I wasn't very successful I mean, Boy knows me pretty well so he was all

At my attempt at nonchalance. And thankfully, he didn't keep me in suspense for too long.  He told me that he had been racking his brain over the past couple of months trying to think of the best way to ask me to marry him. He wanted to make a grand gesture, write a song and put the question in the lyrics, sprinkle rose petals all over the house, write it in the sky, ect. And he said as he was driving home, he was thinking of all these things and he realized that all of those things, that isn't who we are. We show our love and affection for each other every day in the small things. When I make him a lunch for work, or surprise him with a videogame he wanted. When he fills up my gas tank or brings me breakfast in bed. And he said that I am the best person he has ever known, I inspire him to be the best man that he can be, and he can't imagine spending the rest of his life without me. Then he got down on one knee, opened the ring box and asked me to marry him.

And I said yes.

And this is the ring:
The end!