Everything is going extremely well. I'm still on track to graduate within the next two weeks. I can't wait to do this. Every time I kiss Mark, I fall in love with him a little more. I can't imagine finding anyone more perfect for me than he is. Getting to go to Bloomington to meet all his friends was wonderful, and I feel pretty accepted. Nothing makes me happier than waking up with him, eating cereal, feeding Winnie pop-tart corners, and then nerding out.
I haven't had the time to hang out with anyone lately, and I'm sorry. I want to hang out, but school needs to be finished, and now my car can't leave the county under penalty of not having a car anymore.
I also have realized that I am completely over bars/getting drunk, and would rather sit home and read on most days than feel like crap the next morning. I don't think its me growing up, my liver just can't handle a party these days. Super lame. Like I've always said, I'm just not cool.
Every time I find a stray eyelash, I make the same wish on it.
