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Jan 05, 2009 14:26

I have been blessed these last two-three months with the most amazing boyfriend I could ever imagine. His name is Olivier, and he's the best guy I think I've ever met. He's been so sweet, and genuinely so. He's very independent and social, and is in no way clingy or unable to stand up for himself, but if something is very important to me he will give up what he wanted to do for me, and won't even mention it as a sacrifice. If I bring it up he'll tell me not to think about it, make me feel like it was what he wanted to do all along. He's loving and faithful and over anything he's honest and straightforward. He always knows what to say and do to make me feel better, and will always make time for me in his day.
But he's Dutch and will be living in the Netherlands from now on. And I'm Norwegian and will be living in Norway.
It might have been bad timing to realize in the last week before we had to break up that I'm falling in love with him.

On another note, just to add to my misery this Christmas, I have just had surgery to remove my gallbladder. I had stones in it that got stuck right across the entrance and hurt like whatnot. The operation was Friday, and Friday was absolutely one of the worst days in my life. I was throwing up, and my whole body - but especially my stomach of course - hurt so much. In addition I was pretty out of it, and couldn't really talk to anyone, spent the entire day slipping in and out of consciousness. It was horrible. Now I'm getting better, but I'm still feeling pretty poorly. Not really the best start of 2009..
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