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The weekends go by seemingly fast now. I wish I could tell them to slow down. I'm at Austin's again. He's playing guitar. Doing his Dillinger Escape Plan impression, rather. We're about to pick up a pizza and come back to spend some more sweet time together. I have been here all weekend, so is it a wonder that I wish the weekend could have lasted longer? Austin got a new job. Starting tomorrow, he'll be working stressful hours. We're both happy we spent so much time together before harsh reality kicked back in. Now I'll be seeing a lot less of him, but it's no matter because I will still see him. Tonight he said the sweetest thing. We were laying together, watching TV, and I asked him if he wanted to see who I thought is the prettiest girl in the world, and he turned to me me and said "I'm looking at her". :)