Well, I don't know. I don't think I want to tie myself down afterall. I'm in a crap mood. Fuck, I miss Steve. I can't think about anything else. It's been eight fucking months! I will never, never recover.

Yippee! Tae just texted me! I want to snog his face.

We hung out on Friday we watched a movie, and actually watched the movie haha. But it was nice. So maybe he likes me? I can't tell, but I am going to try and get with him on Saturday :]

Steve is comming over spring break. I want to lose 6-7 kg. I want to look amazing. I want to tell him my side of the story. I want him to see I can be a wonderful person too. I want to fight it out for the last time, and have him acknowledge my feelings, and then never speak of it again. I want us to love again, but he still had his dumbfuck girlfriend in Texas.

Tae and I went for coffee yesterday. It was exciting and I was so nervous and I think I am still very fond of him.