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[lynxii]

Jamie just left. My apartment feels (is) quiet. I feel silly for feeling sad. We'll be apart for two months exactly and that's barely any time at all. I complain so much about him while he's here and miss him so much when he's gone. Most of my friends don't seem to get it... and I'm assuming a lot of people won't. They assume I should be sick of him by now and would need the break (and remember, I thought this once too) but it always seems that by the time he has to go, all I want for him to do is stay - just to be here, to annoy me, to tease me, to love me...

Bleh. The days will get easier as they always do... the first night alone is always the worse.

At least I have midterms to focus on. heh.