you know what i hate?

the person that makes me the happiest in life is the one person that most of my family doesn't like, and most of my friends don't trust.

travis, of course.

the other day i got a chain email. normally i skim them and then trash them... but this one was an aww. and so i shall repeat it here:

How A Real Man Should Treat His girl

Hold her hand when you take long walks

Kiss her when you're watching a romantic movie

Hold her tight when she's cold

When you are alone, discuss each other's day and reflect upon them

Nuzzle with her on the tip of each other's noses

While in the movie, put your arm around her and hold hands

When she complains that her neck/shoulders hurts massage it for her

When people diss her, stand up for her

Look deep into her eyes and tell her you're glad you are together

Lay down under the stars and put her head on your chest so she can listen to the steady beat of your heart

Link your fingers together while you whisper to her as she rests her eyes and listens to you

for everything that people think is wrong with travis, he treats me like that- and more. he treats me like a princess- but people don't get it. and it upsets me.

my mum likes him, a lot. you know why? 'cause she got to know him.

my dad, on the other hand, doesn't like him. why? 'cause he /didn't/.

which is kind of funny, because travis is a lot like my dad, in the good ways.

oh well.

and it's offical that we're an actual couple- it was five months on the 25th. *cue awws*

and now that you're all probably sick of hearing about travis, i shall depart. yaay!