hey, i used to have another account here on xanga (it was something _perfection... maybe absolute_perfection, i dunno) but i couldn't remember my username or password, so i made a new one. x]
so, yeah. i, like, never updated my old one. but i will try to keep this page updated. it's prettier anyways. SO. events. woo. i'm no longer single as of 01/01/08 (it's been about three months officially). it's kind of a funny story. the guy i'm so lucky to have goes by the name of kyle thomas hedberg. he is actually the best friend of my sister (amanda's) fiance, david. david and kyle have been best friends since they were little kids in like first or second grade, so this is awsome for them. in case if you don't understand how it's awsome, let's look at the schematics:
amanda and david = getting married in 2009. david = my brother in law.
bethany (me) and kyle = getting married in 2010. kyle = my husband = david's 'brother in law'.
funny, huh?
well, anyways, i never really thought i'd get married. my main goal was to stay single and become successful. i would have no family in the way. noone to care for. but now i find myself actually wanting it. i want it! this guy changed my mind and i believe that it could work. i always imagined that (if i did get married) the guy would be about a year or two older than me (kyle is a little over four years older than me), hyper (kyle's very calm and relaxed, yet energetic all the same), good looking (check!), and white (also check!). for some reason, i always saw the guy becoming abusive, cheating, me being unhappy, poverty, a bunch of whiny kids, and a big bottle of jack daniels. but, with kyle, i don't see that. i'm happy. i have a couple of little boys (i really want boys!), we're not rich, but we're happy. we've just always had that click. even before we thought of eachother in a "lifetime partner" kind of way.
i officially met kyle back when amanda and david started dating in october of 2004. i mean, i'd see him around at church since he went to the same church as i did. he was that red-headed (actually, he's strawberry blonde) kid that was always with the paladini boy amanda's had a crush on since the fifth grade. by the time i started high school, he was that cute guy with the braces that hung around with that paladini guy. amanda and david started dating and he automatically was designated as david's chaparone (by david's parants), and i was amanda's chaparone (by our parents). it was more fun at the winter formal (i was forced to go and chaparone amanda since david was taking her... i'm not big on formals) having him to talk to. by the way, he looks great in a tux! when i had to go and chaparone amanda and david, i knew that there was going to be at least one person who would include me and talk to me. when we were in a group (usually 5-7 people) i was excluded because i was different. i was quiet, mean, and kind of emo. i was very withdrawn from the group because of past events and i didn't feel like i'd fit in. over time, with kindness and coaxing, they all got me to become more open and i changed a lot. i have become known as 'one of the guys' and am invited to almost all guys-only functions with them. i've become someone who loves to play games, do stupid stunts, crack jokes, and have become open to almost all new ideas. i became funny. i think that's good. i was changed for the better by these guys. i stopped slitting my wrists. the scars are almost gone now. i cut and dyed my hair, pulled it out of my face, and shouted embarassing things to the world without a care. i don't think i would've made it without them. and now, i'm dating one of them. without kyle's kindness and his inclusion and the others' tedious remarks, i wouldn't have gotten where i am today. yes, they made fun of me relentlessly, but it helped me to not be hurt by words. i find that teasing (which now i don't hear often) doesn't affect me in that way anymore. now i just shrug it off.
by the time new year's came around, i had a little bit of a crush on him (i had for several months), but nobody knew except sarah. everyone had expected me to go out with kyle's little brother, cameron (who is a few months older than i am) since there was word that he liked me. i felt a little bad because i actually had a crush on kyle. i guess david knew that kyle had liked me for a few months at that point. we had been playing halo 2 in david's stuffy, cluttered room for hours and we decided to get some fresh air. he actually had mistletoe in the doorway just before the door to his room and we were all careful to be spaced so that david wouldn't have to kiss kyle and i wouldn't have to kiss anyone. we went out on the porch and started talking about anything and everything. eventually we got to the topic of mistletoe and i spoke of how i had never kissed anyone in the entirety of the world and kyle had never kissed anyone under the mistletoe and how much it would suck if he died in afghanistan having not done that. david suggested we kill two birds with one stone. well, we moved out under the mistletoe and david watched with excitement... it was awkward. we stood there, a little embarassed. then we did it. i 'kiss' turned into making out and it must have been good because david shouted "that's hot!" and neither of us wanted to stop. david raced out into the front room and started gushing to amanda about it, and we moved into david's room, a little embarassed, and waiting to resume halo 2. we sat down on david's bed and decided, while we wait for david to come back, to make out. repeatedly.
after that night it was a little confusing. we didn't know if we were an 'us' or not so we decided not to tell anyone. we went to a couple of movies with david and hung out as often as possible. when my parents left for their cruise to mexico it was easier. but by the time they got home, kyle was in basic down in southern cali for ten days or so. i had accidentally left my myspace logged into. . . . uh-oh. they went through my messages and found one that i had sent to a friend telling all about the evening. they were pissed. furious. they thought he wasn't a respectable man because he didn't ask for my dad's permission to go out with me. unfortunately, we didn't know if we were really going to try to make this work at that point. they had forbidden me to speak to him on the phone, i was totally grounded, and i had no idea if he was going to say that we decided it was a one-time thing or if he was going to ask to date me. the second he was allowed to get off base, he went straight to my house, apologized to my parents, and asked permission. he also took full heat of the situation. i know, he's amazing.
so, now we are together, in love, and planning to get married. we've always gotten along, we have a lot in common. we have the same tastes in most everything (except food. i can't eat some of the stuff he likes). neither of us have ever felt this way about anyone in our lives. neither of us really liked kids until we got together and decided that kids would be nice. i can tell he'll be a great daddy. x] i can't wait until he gets home from afghanistan in march of 2009. i hope time flies.
so... that's the story...
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