Thursday, June 30, 2011

Mmm, the beach is great. I want more.

Monday, June 6, 2011

I think my earliest memory of you was my first day at terpwushu. I remember just briefly glancing over you coaching the noobs. I can remember the shape of your back and not liking your haircut, haha.

If I remember right, the first time I actually spoke to you was at a picnic. I can't remember if it was a terpwushu or a Chung family picnic, but I do remember that Michael Jackson had just died so you brought speakers and a lot of his songs were played. And we talked mostly because we are one of the few terpwushu members that actually try to be on time, which meant that we were alone together as "on time" buddies.

The immediately next memory I can recall is of you laughing at Jason's Deli. I think that was the first thing I liked about you. I really liked that you could laugh that hard and loud, and that your stories made me laugh hard too. From then on, I made an effort to sit next to you and Justin when you two exchanged hilarious stories. I think at some point during this, I unconsciously decided that I wanted to be around you whether or not if it was in the capacity of a friend or something more.

The first time I became aware of being physically attracted to you was also the first time I went to the beach with terpwushu. The few things I remember from that trip are digging that hole on the beach, trying not to move too much as we watched Sweeney Todd because you were leaning against my shins, and then being slightly disappointed when you decided to sleep on the floor. --Oh wait, I remember one more thing: Tim bleeding on me after I decided that I had to sleep upside down on the bed because Tim and Jenn are the worst bedmates ever.

I think my first time at sugar loaf was after we got back from the beach, right? I'm not too sure. Mostly, I just remember sitting in the "chair" with you and spotting super smash characters in clouds. And I also remember the many super smash bros brawl shenanigans that night. We were all at your house in the basement playing, but at the end of the night, I wanted to stay because I didn't want the fun to end. Allen and I slept over on your couch though you kept offering the one in the other room to me, saying that it was bigger and more comfortable. When I finally accepted, I didn't realize that you meant you were going to switch places with me as opposed to me just joining you. I remember being a little disappointed at that, haha.

But the next night, I was over in your basement again anyway, and this time we were alone together. Before that, I remember IMing you while I was at physical therapy and the agony of waiting for my session to be over. You invited me over on the pretense of watching a so-bad-that-it's-good movie because I think I had established that I loved watching those kinds of movies--you are just too crafty, haha. But in the end, I have no idea what movie we watched that night! I just remember that at the beginning, we weren't even touching each other but the next thing I knew, you were holding me. I really don't remember the movie at all. At some point or another, I fell asleep. But you woke me up in the middle of the night with our first kiss. The memory of it makes me break out into a big smile every time. I don't think I'll ever forgot that my first kiss was a ninja-sneak attack while I was completely half-asleep.
You make me so happy. Sometimes it's hard to believe that my heart can feel so full all the time. You tease that I always want more kisses, but it's true that I'll never have enough. I'm a glutton for them.

...I'm such a sap. But it feels so good.