Caution: This Entry Contains Massive Cheese

I'm happy. Things are going good. My life seems to be finding its order.
And it's scaring the shit out of me.
This doesn't happen to me. I don't get what I want. I don't get to be happy. What the fuck is going on? Is the universe actually cutting me some slack for once? Or is something going to blow up in my face at any second?
I'm trying to enjoy what I've got and just be happy, but I'm so paranoid that I'm going to lose something because it has never worked out for me like this before. I'm just waiting for something to screw up.

Work is going alright.
Family Dollar is good, I've gotten my keys and I get my raise and official Assistant Manager status next Monday.
Whataburger isn't too bad. Mary Quite Contrary is still an idiot. And she smells bad. But other than that, it's alright. They put me on drive through for a little bit tonight and I got a little overwhelmed, but I'm sure with some practice I could get it down.
We had some really idiot customers today though. At both places.
Family Dollar:
Where's the baby powder? -Customer.
Under that giant sign that says baby. -Me.
(That happens a lot, and I get more and more sarcastic each time someone asks me that)
Whatabuger:
1) I want a hamburger with cheese -Customer
So you want a whataburger with cheese -Mary
No, I want a hamburger -Customer
Uh...ok -Mary *rings up a whataburger*
2) I'd like to get that new bbq cheddar burger -customer
Ok, with everything on it? -Mary
What comes on it? -customer
Onions, pickles, and bbq sauce -Mary
Oh...bbq sauce? I don't think I want that... -Customer
 (What? It's called a bbq cheddar burger. Why wouldn't there be bbq sauce??)
And a big beetle bug fell in the fryer. It was funny.

:Warning: Here comes the cheese.

Stockboy makes me so happy.
I don't know if he realizes it. I don't know if he knows what the things he says do to me. He makes me smile all the time and I smile just thinking about him.
We talked a lot last night and I feel like...I don't know. Like my heart is going to explode or something.
That sounds retarded.
But he makes me feel so special.
On Saturday we will have been together for a month.
He's taking me to meet his mom on Sunday. I'm nervous.
I miss him when I'm not with him. I think about him constantly.
I'm ridiculous.
I'm totally in love with this kid.
*

:Poetic Moment:
I want to scream it from the rooftops
And write it on the walls
I want everyone to know
That you and me
Are in love.
Love.
<3

:Quote:
Whose eyes
Always seemed to be looking
At the most beautiful thing
In the world


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