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The day that I left Justin, I didn't want him to see me cry so I sobbed like Chris Carrabba the entire time on the plane. I don't know how many times I was asked if I wanted water, like that is supposed to help when I am missing my boyfriend. I should sue that airline. After that, I called him a million and a half times every hour. But then I started hating everyone around me and wanting to kill them for making us be apart. Maybe I need anger managment classes, hm. Anyway, somewhere in between all of that, I started worrying about how distance might affect our relationship. I think I made myself upset for absolutely no reason. Someone should've slapped me and told me to stop being such a complicated, insecure idiot. At least I am here now and when he picked me up, he smiled at me right away and you have no idea how relieved I was. If I were him, I would've threw lemonade in my eyes for disappointing him by being days late. I hope I don't mess this up, but just by the way he looks at me, it makes me think that there's no way I could. In conclusion, I feel a whole lot better now that I'm here with him. I should boycott updating from now on since I only have three icons and I look super dorky in this one :-\