I woke up sorta early. Every time I think that I can get up really early so I can do as much as I can, I always end up falling back asleep. I wanna call Steve; that’s the soul purpose of getting up as early as I do EVERY morning. This morning, I woke up and fell back asleep twice. Finally, got up and around about 6:15 AM. I’ve gotten dressed, read, finished packing, and brushed my hair. I just need to charge my cell phone, eat breakfast, brush my teeth, call Steve, and pack my laptop up. My laptop is acting weird again in the sense that it says 97% when I take out the wire, when it should say 100%. It could be that I kept it on ALL night cause I wanted to fall asleep to Steve’s face, which it worked. I just stared at his 2-D image and fell asleep. Could also be the guilty conscience eating at me… but anyways…

Someone is finally up which means that I can eat and call Steve. I think I’ll call Steve first. No… I think I’ll eat first cause that will give my brother time to wake up to the smell and sound. Once he’s sorta awake like the rest of us, then I can call Steve. I should be able to get him right away in the sense that it’s Friday night his time and he doesn’t have work. I don’t have long on my calling card. But it’s okay because we’re both fast talkers and won’t understand a word said unless a) it’s dirty or b) its saying “I love you and I’ll talk to you soon!”…

On that note, I think I’ll go ahead and eat now. I want to call Steve ASAP. I wanna hear his voice. I wanna hear him say my name and say “Gday Gorgeous” like he always says and hear us exchange “I love you, babe”.

More tomorrow…