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I don't know why, but last night when Brian said he wanted to see me this weekend, but that it wasn't really worth it to come down late Friday night if I wasn't going to be there Saturday night (I have to film), it made me start to cry a little. I guess it is because I thought about how I will be seeing him even less over the Summer than I was when we had classes. I fucking hate long distance relationships, and yes, anything when you can only see the person an average of 1 and 1/2 weekends a month counts as long distance. I'm going to freak out if I only see him three or four times over the summer. I miss him so much. Mehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!