I just felt like posting this.
We met when I was in 3rd grade and he was in 4th, because our little sisters were (are) friends, and we are neighbors. When we were little, my sister used to beat the shit out of him, because he was old enough to know not to hit girls (especially younger ones). So yeah. We basically ignored each other until high school.
How to describe him… Well… Tall. His entire family is freakishly tall. Like his mom, sister and grandmother are all taller than me, and IM NOT SHORT! I’m currently housesitting for them, and I find myself climbing on counters to reach things. Also, I’m too short for their cat toys. So yeah. He’s about 6’4” and one of the shorter guys in his family.
He is also, incredibly Polish. Like, 2nd generation American born, grandparents and parents still speak Polish. He family look like what Hitler imagined for this world, a whole bunch of tall, strong blondes. Despite being Eastern European, he still tans.
His hair is super soft. I recently realized that he is blonde (I’ve known that I’ve just never thought about it), so now I call him blondie. He is surprisingly strong and muscular for being as lean as he is.
And, he makes me so incredibly happy. We watch Doctor Who together every week, we have epic Harry Potter wand, Light Saber and Sonic Screw Driver battles. For our anniversary we had Hobbit Day, meaning we ate good food and watched all of the LOTR movies. He also shares my love for musicals, especially Les Mis and Phantom. He was in the pit when I did Les Mis. We’re both in marching band, which is where we first got together.
He is really into science though, which is not my thing. Sometimes I feel dumb because he’s going to school for biochemistry/premed, and I’m going for musical theatre, and ion understand all of his science stuff. I have to remind myself that just because he knows a lot about an area I struggle in doesn’t make me “too stupid” to be with him. Even though I’m not pursuing an academic major, contrary to some beliefs: I’m not stupid. I’m gifted and my IQ is over 145 (though its not entirely accurate since IQ tests generally underestimate the scores of people with ADHD), and I take AP classes and get 5s. I do struggle with math a lot. I think I sometimes I feel like I bore him because his ex was really into science too, and I look like the stupid girl with big boobs.
Our relationship I strangely egalitarian, I can’t really say who is dominant because we tend to talk things out, and feel strongly about different things. We are both very direct and terrible with subtlety, so we openly discuss things, and shake hands when an issue is resolved (which is why my friends call us Sheldon and Amy Farrah Fowler). I think because we are both children of divorce/troubled marriages, we are scared of conflict and would rather just work it out. And, since both of us were raised by single mothers for a good part of our lives, and are the oldest sibling, we are very used to sacrificing, or just being go with the flow.
Though its great, our relationship is far from perfect. I’m too insecure and worry about whether he really loves me, which is stupid. I’m also cynical, because I’ve studied a lot of child psychology (I was a dorky kid) I know that our brains aren’t fully developed yet. I have to stop and remind myself that even though we probably won’t be together forever, my feeling are still legitimate, if temporary. He is disorganized, and I feel like a secretary reminding him of things, and I worry it comes off as nagging.
Regardless, I’m in love with a super cool, sexy boy, and I wanted to share.