Wednesday, February 23
there is no bullshitting anymore
You are in week 6 of graduate school and it is starting to toughen up. But guess what? You can do it kiddo! Just focus and concentrate and get off your damn blog! Ha, just wanted to put the title up because it is the total truth. Aint no BS in the medical field. Damn!
Monday, February 21
seriously Shannon seriously
You have been at Bahrams house all weekend, with all of your books in tow and a great little study area set up by your love and what have you done? Here is a another question in case you can't answer the first one. What are your scores on your anatomy quizes thus far? And when are midterms? Shit Shannon you gotta get with the program dude. Seriously this is an impacted graduate level program and the only thing you've impacted is your heart with love. I guess that's a start? Now start on what is necessary.. Learn those muscles!
Tuesday, February 15
wish I would have let it go to voicemail
So then I could listen to it over and over again.
Dad 'I'm always happy but today I feel extra happy and that's because you are so happy, so thank you for the added happiness'
Me 'Actually dad I'm miserable'
Dad 'I'm always happy but today I feel extra happy and that's because you are so happy, so thank you for the added happiness'
Me 'Actually dad I'm miserable'
Thursday, February 10
I'm mad at myself
I am learning how to be an Occupational Therapist but I hardly read my books. Still BSing my way through college, so what am I really learning anyway? This is stupid and it must change. From now on my To Do Lists end with 'reward myself by seeing Bahram'. If I haven't gotten it done, he is not to be seen. Period. You hear that stubborn Shannon? Make a difference in your life. You're paying for it after all(both literally and figuratively). And this stuff is pretty applicable to daily life, should be interesting. You got the ring and as new as the relationship is, it is stable and you feel good about all things. Now is the time for school. 4 weeks in girl, don't mess it up. Period.
Tuesday, February 8
Introductions and Exams
I can't believe I am writing here when I have an exam at 10 in the morning. Ugh. Gotta go. But wanted to say oh hey! Going to SLC this weekend to introduce him to the fam. He's funny too. I told him I wanted him to dress nice for our dinner I've arranged at a fine dining establishment in Park City that I crave like no other and he told me he had a nice pink shirt and pink tie. I'm thinking, cool Starr's husband loves pink and I can totally dig that. Then he said he had a yellow suit to go with it. I am so in love with him that I can't stand it. Like I can study. Want to hear more? Ha ha ha. Two months and engaged. Who would have thought? The grin on my face is all telling. He is going to buy me a house and a farm. It just keeps getting better. Hopefully this is no joke. If it were, I'd take that ring and pay off my car and my student loans. Is that kosher? Judge Judy what would you say??
Sunday, February 6
Got it.
And it is making a disco ball on my wall from the sun. Holy Shit. It is a damn good thing to be in love.
Saturday, February 5
Is this really happening?
So, where should I begin? How we met? Roger Waters concert Dec 5, 2010. He came up to me after seeing me walk down the stairs in the sold out arena. I kept his number, even though the line he advanced with was quite bad, he's foreign, but I thought it would be nice to have a date when I get back to LA. So I move here on Jan 12 ish. We go out one night before school started, I find him interesting. He is a mad environmentalist and has passion for politics and poetry. I am still trying to figure out if he is hot and want to see him again. We go out during the first week of school. I'm really impressed this time with the conversation. I bust a move in his car when he drops me home. He asked me out to go to a super shissy restaurant in Beverly Hills for the weekend. I decline because I am going through the normal Shannon Bullshit about not being able to do school and why should I reward myself with fine dinner?
We got out to Mastro's the following weekend. He says he waited 10 days for that, he actually counted from the last time I saw him. Scotch's on the menu cost $30, I'm wondering if it is for a whole bottle. The piano man, who has been playing there 40 years and knows over 400 songs sings 'Have I told you lately that I love you' upon our entrance, he tells me that is his song. Hilarius. Dinner was good, the waitress was super cute and I can't wait to go back and ask her a few questions about my new man.. waitress' know a lot.
Rewind to today. I am completely in love with him and he feels exactly the same. I can't even begin to write here of all of the amazing things he does for me. A few examples? Brings me fresh citrus in the morning from during his LA freeway commute, set up plates of fruit and almonds (decided they would be better roasted, so roasted them) around me while I tried to study at his beautiful home.He wnats to own some land with chickens, lamas and goats, hates plastic, has no microwave and cooks amazing food. He shucked me a dozen oysters, his best friend and him only ate three of them! I am so having oysters at my wedding.
We've talked about marriage, I feel the weight of a ring on my finger.It's crazy. He wants me to move in and I told him not until we are married. Best part, no sex yet. He even said he could wait until our wedding night. I want to hold him to that. It just feels right so I am pretty sure we are going to rush in.. I want a ring and then I'll move in, wedding after school is finished.
He is so kind and smart too.He's an engineer who owns his owns a small company, a demolitian man who is so fucking sexy in his work boots and cowboy hat. I wish I could write about all of the details of amazing things that have happened, like when I woke up from being passed out at his house, notice a glass of water on the night stand and walk into his kitchen to hear him singing very loudly the line of Rumi in Farsi. That is the instant we fell in love. Him, because I said I didn't want to disturb his poetry and me because he said I was the climax of it.
I can't believe I found my husband and just knew it. You hear stories of this happening, btu never think it would or wonder if it will work. Whatever, I am going with it. I have nothing to loose to a Persian warrior who I am hopefully bringing to meet my family next weekend. Wow. I really want that ring.
We got out to Mastro's the following weekend. He says he waited 10 days for that, he actually counted from the last time I saw him. Scotch's on the menu cost $30, I'm wondering if it is for a whole bottle. The piano man, who has been playing there 40 years and knows over 400 songs sings 'Have I told you lately that I love you' upon our entrance, he tells me that is his song. Hilarius. Dinner was good, the waitress was super cute and I can't wait to go back and ask her a few questions about my new man.. waitress' know a lot.
Rewind to today. I am completely in love with him and he feels exactly the same. I can't even begin to write here of all of the amazing things he does for me. A few examples? Brings me fresh citrus in the morning from during his LA freeway commute, set up plates of fruit and almonds (decided they would be better roasted, so roasted them) around me while I tried to study at his beautiful home.He wnats to own some land with chickens, lamas and goats, hates plastic, has no microwave and cooks amazing food. He shucked me a dozen oysters, his best friend and him only ate three of them! I am so having oysters at my wedding.
We've talked about marriage, I feel the weight of a ring on my finger.It's crazy. He wants me to move in and I told him not until we are married. Best part, no sex yet. He even said he could wait until our wedding night. I want to hold him to that. It just feels right so I am pretty sure we are going to rush in.. I want a ring and then I'll move in, wedding after school is finished.
He is so kind and smart too.He's an engineer who owns his owns a small company, a demolitian man who is so fucking sexy in his work boots and cowboy hat. I wish I could write about all of the details of amazing things that have happened, like when I woke up from being passed out at his house, notice a glass of water on the night stand and walk into his kitchen to hear him singing very loudly the line of Rumi in Farsi. That is the instant we fell in love. Him, because I said I didn't want to disturb his poetry and me because he said I was the climax of it.
I can't believe I found my husband and just knew it. You hear stories of this happening, btu never think it would or wonder if it will work. Whatever, I am going with it. I have nothing to loose to a Persian warrior who I am hopefully bringing to meet my family next weekend. Wow. I really want that ring.
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