Happy two year anniversary! Wow holy shit two fucking years. I mean it’s kind of weird when u think about it. Before Derek and I went out we had only known each other for two weeks. He asked me out and we have been together since then. We weren’t even friends before hand. And the story behind us is one of those lovely stories that are cute and fairy tale like. Normally I wouldn’t write about this, but since it is a special occasion and all I am going to tell you about how Derek and I met.

We met at the winterball when my date bailed on me. I had a $120 dress $40 shoes and a 103 temp. But I was going to this winterball, no way I was going to waste my money. So I went dateless and sat at a table with all couples. That pretty much sucked sitting there with an empty chair on the side of me. Well Derek showed up about an hour late, in an orange shirt blue tie and sneakers, his date had the flu so he sat in that empty chair on the side of me and we became each other’s dates. We took pictures, danced, and all that good stuff. At the end of the dance he tried to kiss me but since I was sick I didn’t let him. He thought that was it and that I wasn’t interested but I was. We talked on the phone a few times hung out a few times and two weeks later on January 27, 2001 he asked me out.

I couldn’t be any happier with him.

I figured today was going to end up being a pretty shity day, no Derek and I was suspended today, but around 10:30 I had a knock on the door and it was the florists with a dozen yellow roses from my Derek. Made me smile, and now every time I see them on my table I smile.

then || now

12:48 p.m. || Monday, Jan. 27, 2003