Not much to blog about. I love my boyfriend. That should be perfect enough. He surprised me during my dinner break yesterday, pretending to "head back home straight after work" only to end up standing behind me and giving me the shock of my life. I wanted to cry. I have never felt so contented in my life by just one person. Up until today I ask myself, "What was I doing before I met you?" And I just don't want to be reminded. I don't want to remember how empty life was, how meaningless things take over me. I just know I don't have to feel that way again. I have never loved anyone the way I loved you, Mafteem and I know how it's just words right now but you feel it too, don't you? When our noses touch with your eyes looking straight into mine? That feeling, what is that feeling?

I think I had one of the worst sleeps last night. I had a recurring odd dream which I now can't recall but it bothered me so much that I would wake up every darn minute. Now I have eyebags twice the size of Jupiter and my head is showing signs of early headaches. It's like I didn't even sleep at all. I promise to sleep early tonight. (That's what I said the last time.) But I am dead serious this time. [inserts dead serious stare]

I've been thinking, maybe I'm just around for nothing. Just for people to tease at or make fun of. Am I a living joke? Feels like it. I can't get this feeling off my back. Like I am fading off. Like an overused cloth. Here's to another pain in the ass day!