Dear God

Holy Shit. I'm happy, yet scared. I am engaged. To Kostya. Yes, thats right. I, Alice, am engaged. So, he proposed Saturday night, but being the stoic Russian he is, he didn't make this big mushy deal of it: instead, he asked by pointing out the ways it would be good for us to marry. Like a list. I think he asked me now, as opposed to later, because I graduate in two weeks. Anyways, it surprised me, shocked me actually. I was happy and excited, but I realized it was a big decision, so I said I'd think about it.
**OKay, so I did have a pic of Kostya up, but it made me nervous to have it up. Yep, odd here. I took it down.**
So I went home, waited for Bethany and Erin so I could a)tell them, and b) use Bethany's phone since I was out of minutes. So when they got back, I told them, then called my mom, at which point Corinna got online so I told her and then had to call her. Then I called Shasta, then L, and I called Britin and Dani on Sunday. So I spent most of yesterday thinking. But the longer I think of it, the more my nervousness goes away. And when I'm with him, I feel calm and happy. The proposal included him saying that the marriage was up to me, but that he wanted to make me happy, take care of me, and that he would always be loyal. He didn't say he loved me, I think he didn't want to say it until I do, but he said he cared for me, and then later while talking about what our marriage would be like, the words "I love you" slipped out. So tonight, he picked me up and while he was driving, we talked and I told him yes, I would marry him. And he was so excited that just handed me the box with the ring in it. Its simple, but I don't like flashy rings, so its nice. I'm engaged. I've called several people, although I can't get a hold of Shasta and Dani. But I'm trying. Here's a picture of the ring.