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This is my stoked post. I really believe I'm the luckiest guy in the world. She's mind-bogglingly out of my league and somehow at 22 she's never been more certain of anything than that she wants me to ask her to marry me. And so I'm doing it this Friday. She knows it's coming, and she guessed it's coming within the week, but she doesn't really know when or how. We met when she (and the rest of our improv group) took me into the group last fall when I auditioned completely on a whim and by coincidence, so I'm going to propose to her at the end of my last show this Friday (I graduate this month).
I am pretty damn happy and I wanted to shaaaaaaare
I am pretty damn happy and I wanted to shaaaaaaare