So, tomorrow is Friday. I'm going to the first dance with Brett and her roommate and if that ends up kinda sucking we're going to some local concert and after that we're going to a party at Wes's house. So it should be alot of fun. I'm glad that I'm getting to hang out with Steve's friends so much, I know we're not together anymore but he says he's probably comming back next summer and then things will be perfect. I hope. Gaaaaaaah. I really don't notice other guys here. I have met some really gorgeous guys here, like one from Austria (who has a girlfriend) and another from Lyon, France who I forgot to ask his name, but all I can think about when it comes to romance, or snogging hahahaha... is Steve. Last Sunday I drunk dialed Steve (as usual) and told him how much I love him and asked him if he still loves me too and he said yes. And last night I asked him if he meant that or if he was only saying that cause I was intoxicated and might start crying or something if he said no, and he said of course he means it. Stupid fuckin Texas.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
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