Badminton, Boyfriend, Brown.
3 great b words.
For the last month Abe has been challenging my badminton skills. But the gym was alwaysbooked when we wanted to go.
This morning we finally got to play since it's finals week and no classes or other activities are going on.
I'm proud to say that I am the champion. He was sufficiently humbled this morning.
I almost felt like showing him some mercy but then I remembered the time we played ping pong and he smoked me. He didn't deserve the mercy rule.
Next abe, my boyfriend soaped my car while I was at church. It was like he could read my mind cause I was just thinking that day about my room mate Heathers boyfriend and how he always did really cute creative dates or asked her out in fun ways. I found myself hoping that Abe would do fun things like that for me.
Next thing I know I'm walking out of church and my car is covered in little sayings that Abe thinks is funny to call me. And on the front windshield he asked me to go on a date with him.
I was beyond happy.
And lastly I dyed my hair back to brown. I love being blonde but my hair was sooo unhealthy and I was tired of always getting my roots done and hating having bad roots.
It's a lot darker then I wanted but I know it'll lighten up a lot and my blonde highlights will shine thru a little along with the summer sun lightening it. So I'm sure I'll end up thinking it's beautiful.