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Tony is somewhere in the middle of the sky right now, flying to Washington DC. I won't see him until Saturday.
I thought it would be fine a week ago, so did he. Of course we'd miss each other, but it's just a week, right?
Wrong. Yesterday afternoon we both started crying intermittently. And because I'm sick, it's really hard for me to speak, because my throat hurts so bad and I'm so congested, so we both just lay in his bed for like, 3 hours just holding hands. He'd talk but I couldn't really talk back, and I can barely kiss him because my lips are so chapped.
At around 10, we decided to leave, and I couldn't stop crying. We went downstairs, and i stopped for a second, but then I saw Ethan and Max (their family is leaving on Tues for Mississippi and we won't see them for probably six months) and I started crying again. His grandma was sweet and came over and hugged me. I like her better now that I've gotten to know her a little bit.
And then I drove home and he followed me, and tucked me into bed. And how weird is this? I woke up at like, 3:17 am, and he called me at 3:20 am (right before he left for LAX), and I woke up at 7:20 am, and he called me at 7:22 am. Like, I woke up just in time to talk to him both times.
This is going to be a very hard week. I'm so glad Chris is home to keep me company, or I don't know what I'd do. I'm still really sick today, but I have go water Mr. Miller's plants, and all my stuff is at Lacey's house, so I should probably go feed the dogs there and sleep there tonight. If I feel better this afternoon I'll go play with Max and Ethan. Max was so sweet last night, he came over and told me he hoped I felt better. Awwww. I'm going to miss him so much. I'm about to cry right now again.
I'm supposed to tutor at 12:30, but I think I better cancel that. I just feel bad because I get sick so often. I was thinking about it- in the last six months, I've been seriously sick six times, and one of those times landed me in bed for 3 weeks. That's ridiculous. I have like, no immune system.
I thought it would be fine a week ago, so did he. Of course we'd miss each other, but it's just a week, right?
Wrong. Yesterday afternoon we both started crying intermittently. And because I'm sick, it's really hard for me to speak, because my throat hurts so bad and I'm so congested, so we both just lay in his bed for like, 3 hours just holding hands. He'd talk but I couldn't really talk back, and I can barely kiss him because my lips are so chapped.
At around 10, we decided to leave, and I couldn't stop crying. We went downstairs, and i stopped for a second, but then I saw Ethan and Max (their family is leaving on Tues for Mississippi and we won't see them for probably six months) and I started crying again. His grandma was sweet and came over and hugged me. I like her better now that I've gotten to know her a little bit.
And then I drove home and he followed me, and tucked me into bed. And how weird is this? I woke up at like, 3:17 am, and he called me at 3:20 am (right before he left for LAX), and I woke up at 7:20 am, and he called me at 7:22 am. Like, I woke up just in time to talk to him both times.
This is going to be a very hard week. I'm so glad Chris is home to keep me company, or I don't know what I'd do. I'm still really sick today, but I have go water Mr. Miller's plants, and all my stuff is at Lacey's house, so I should probably go feed the dogs there and sleep there tonight. If I feel better this afternoon I'll go play with Max and Ethan. Max was so sweet last night, he came over and told me he hoped I felt better. Awwww. I'm going to miss him so much. I'm about to cry right now again.
I'm supposed to tutor at 12:30, but I think I better cancel that. I just feel bad because I get sick so often. I was thinking about it- in the last six months, I've been seriously sick six times, and one of those times landed me in bed for 3 weeks. That's ridiculous. I have like, no immune system.