For once, I'd like to have a guy who likes me, just walk up and kiss me. An unpredictable kiss says a lot. I'm also tired of being the one to make the first move. It has happened with most of my relationships. I like a guy so I show it. Then after enough hinting and a week goes by... they finally get the hint and do something about it. This happened surprisingly with Steve. We talked and flirted for a long time. Then I mentioned something about internet dating. He asked me a day or so later. We were together for near 16 months. It would have been 16 months today...

 

Anyways...

 

My friend D is getting the dates today to when he'll be here in January. I'm excited because I might get to go to Chicago to meet up with him. Newton is coming too for a safety net. My parents being over protective are having my aunt meet him too. I have class tonight but hopefully after class he'll gimme a call and we can figure out when he's here... what time I'll take in the train with newton... and where i'll stay and whatnot... I'm sooooooooooooooooooooo excited to go to Chicago. To go and hang out with my friends. To meet new people. To party. To have fun. To get out and be alive! I can't wait to just get away and be free. Did I mention that I'm really really excited?

 

More tomorrow...