A rather splendid weekend.

It's Monday night, about 1 am, I guess the time stamp tells you that.. I just felt like pointing out the obvious. I just had one of the greatest weekends of my entire life. My boyfriend came down to Western. ..actually, it was probably THE greatest weekend of my whole life thus far. I wish every day could be like this weekend. I know we'll get there one day. And until then, a month or so is not that long to wait between visits. Even though it is killer, there are worse things.

This is the only time I'm saying this, because I've decided to not dwell on how long it is until I'm with my boyfriend again.. 36 days. Yeah, I'm going to try my best not to focus on that.. it usually makes me sad and then I cry and focus on those days and then they pass by like lead weights. So, it's 36 days.. and.. I'm just going to try to not think about it.

Anyway, this was a rather amazing weekend. Three little days of fun and friends and good times. When you put my roommate, my boyfriend, and I in the same room together.. high jinx tend to ensue. We have good times.

Le sigh.. it's how things should always be. And eventually, hopefully in a time sooner rather than later, it can be. It reminds me of the good times of spring semester freshman year. Countless hours of us having the best of times.. I miss the good old days.

I'd write more but, well, it's a little bit late.. I guess I should get to bed soon. I have a feeling I'm going to be a little emo kid and cry myself to sleep tonight.. I can't help but feel alone in my bed.. my boyfriend is missing from it. :(