Officially DTR'd

So, I had an eventful evening. The boy and I went to dinner with my Moum had her boyfriend, we got ribs and they were delicious, things were normal. That went well and then we went to IKEA. That where things went from good to great. So we were walking around IKEA and my mom hers were walking around somewhere else in the store. We turned down an isle and he planted one on me. Not just like a *mwah* but a full blown tongue down your throat kiss. I'm not complaining, I rather enjoyed it, it just took me by surprise is all. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised at all by his ferocity. (That's not really a good word, but I can't think of another way to describe it right now.) We've been talking about making out all week after prom, and I think both of us have been desperately waiting Saturday evenings arrival. Apparently some of us couldn't wait that long to lock tongues. I don't care, I wanted to also, I just wasn't expecting our first make out sesh to be in closet isle at IKEA. Oh well, carpe diem, as they say. So after our IKEA journey we went to the car because they were getting ready to close. My mom and hers hadn't come out yet so we were sitting in the car, kissing, talking, you know; he asked me out. Well, really he told me I should go out with him, but regardless I was going to say yes. So now we're official. We're dating, and its good. I'm happy. Go life!