Falling in Love Again
So tonight I fell in love with Jen again. It is a totally new experience for me. I have never before fallen in love with someone again without first falling out of love with them. I don't know what it is, but it is like my amount of love for her suddenly doubled. I was up until 4AM this morning, unable to sleep because I couldn't take my mind off of her. I dreamed of her. *sigh* I don't want to do anything but talk to her all the time. There are only 61 days separating us, and the time just can't move fast enough for me...I miss her so much, even when I am talking to her, I feel like we have known each other for ages and she is just away for a short time. I am amazed that we have been talking for 3 months, yet we know so much about one another. She knows me better than I think anyone else does. This is very important, because not only are we romantically involved, we are also best friends.
This goes against what I had previously thought about love and "best friendship." I thought it takes a long time to develop, but that's simply not true in our case. We have only been talking for three months, yet I consider her one of my very best friends. In this short time, I have also fallen in a love so deep that it far surpasses my other relationships. And we haven't even really been in each other's presence yet. It is weird, but she has helped me realize just how truly powerful love is, that it can span 8000 miles and still evoke such strong emotions in my heart...
SO! Romantic musings aside, I am back from school. I have been back for five days and only recently has my room reached some semblance of order. On Friday, Melissa got her scholarship, so Mom had to go to the luncheon that was held for the recipients. We had to get to Bruce (my great uncle and our accountant) to get my taxes figured out. Well, we didn't get out of there until 4 something and I had promised Jen that I would be back HOME at 5 and I hadn't even packed a thing yet. So, I got to talk with her while packing. Then Kevin, Darren, and I got all of my junk out to the car, I said my farewells to my friends at school and we came home. I drove.
I love driving. It is one of the simple joys of my life (until it comes to the part about getting gas and repairing the car). I love driving in the winter with the windows down, my favorite station (KPLU) playing, and zooming around corners. It is nice to drive. I drove with Danny Weis a lot this year and he tends to he very.....Californian..... in his driving style. I think I have used my horn once in my life, to tell a dog to get out of the road. On a typical drive, he blares that thing 5 or 6 times. It is definitely a personality difference. I am easygoing, he is fairly high strung. I don't care, he is anal retentive about his car. I like to sit back and relax as my reflexive driving skills take over, he likes to sit forward in his seat and be very active as he drives. It is nice to be able to relax when you're driving....I missed it.
Melissa and I got along....for a day. I expected as much. She and I tend to get along for short (very short) periods and then she usually gets to picking on me about something, starting a chain reaction that leads to me to locking myself in my room while she goes and cries to mom.*sigh* One not so good thing about being home. I also really miss my shower at school.
I got the fourth season of Lucy yesterday and it rocks as always. One thing I learned in History class was to look at sources like that as historical sources. It is interesting to look at the stereotypes of males and females perpetuated in the show. "Men make the money, women spend it," for example. It was so popular because people could apply it to themselves and their own domestic relationships, so a lot of these stereotypes could have been prevalent in the 50s. I love analyzing stuff. Ever since Lord of the Flies (which I read in Sophomore English, though I was only a seventh grader), I have loved analyzing sources. Must be my scientific and analytical mind.
Well, I'll bid thee adieu.
Jon
This goes against what I had previously thought about love and "best friendship." I thought it takes a long time to develop, but that's simply not true in our case. We have only been talking for three months, yet I consider her one of my very best friends. In this short time, I have also fallen in a love so deep that it far surpasses my other relationships. And we haven't even really been in each other's presence yet. It is weird, but she has helped me realize just how truly powerful love is, that it can span 8000 miles and still evoke such strong emotions in my heart...
SO! Romantic musings aside, I am back from school. I have been back for five days and only recently has my room reached some semblance of order. On Friday, Melissa got her scholarship, so Mom had to go to the luncheon that was held for the recipients. We had to get to Bruce (my great uncle and our accountant) to get my taxes figured out. Well, we didn't get out of there until 4 something and I had promised Jen that I would be back HOME at 5 and I hadn't even packed a thing yet. So, I got to talk with her while packing. Then Kevin, Darren, and I got all of my junk out to the car, I said my farewells to my friends at school and we came home. I drove.
I love driving. It is one of the simple joys of my life (until it comes to the part about getting gas and repairing the car). I love driving in the winter with the windows down, my favorite station (KPLU) playing, and zooming around corners. It is nice to drive. I drove with Danny Weis a lot this year and he tends to he very.....Californian..... in his driving style. I think I have used my horn once in my life, to tell a dog to get out of the road. On a typical drive, he blares that thing 5 or 6 times. It is definitely a personality difference. I am easygoing, he is fairly high strung. I don't care, he is anal retentive about his car. I like to sit back and relax as my reflexive driving skills take over, he likes to sit forward in his seat and be very active as he drives. It is nice to be able to relax when you're driving....I missed it.
Melissa and I got along....for a day. I expected as much. She and I tend to get along for short (very short) periods and then she usually gets to picking on me about something, starting a chain reaction that leads to me to locking myself in my room while she goes and cries to mom.*sigh* One not so good thing about being home. I also really miss my shower at school.
I got the fourth season of Lucy yesterday and it rocks as always. One thing I learned in History class was to look at sources like that as historical sources. It is interesting to look at the stereotypes of males and females perpetuated in the show. "Men make the money, women spend it," for example. It was so popular because people could apply it to themselves and their own domestic relationships, so a lot of these stereotypes could have been prevalent in the 50s. I love analyzing stuff. Ever since Lord of the Flies (which I read in Sophomore English, though I was only a seventh grader), I have loved analyzing sources. Must be my scientific and analytical mind.
Well, I'll bid thee adieu.
Jon