walkin' on sunshine...

i just got off the phone with Scott. one hour, ten minutes, and nineteen seconds of pure elation. he has no idea...

i hadn't talked to him since last tuesday... yes, that's right. 8 days. and i missed him. a lot. so tonight i decided to take some initiative and call him... but it was 3 am. so i texted. that ringtone is one of the most beautiful sounds i've heard all week.

i told him how "rebellious" i've been, watching R rated movies (he happens to like Boondock Saints quite a bit, and was pleased i had seen it), and i found out that he owns a pipe and actually smokes it on occasion!!! oh happy day... and he actually recommended that i violate the curfew! apparently, the fact that i have one annoys him...

i told him i'd asked a guy to the Christmas dinner who has a girlfriend, and he accused me of being a chicken! so i told him i would have asked him, but he was too far away, and he said he would have come if he'd had the money (oh warm fuzzies, what a delightful web you weave...), and then conceded that i wasn't as much of a chicken as he was, since he asked a girl to prom whose boyfriend couldn't come, and he didn't have anyone far away that couldn't come. i am justified.

he wants cookies for finals week; semi-sweet chocolate chip. you betcha...

i love talking to him. he makes me feel so safe and comfortable. sure there are awkward moments, but fortunately for me, he's too nice to take advantage of the times my foot goes in my mouth... at least for now, haha! i am hopelessly twitterpated, and glowing, i am sure.

sometimes we talk about deeper issues. not tonight! tonight was study break convo... and oh was it fun. i'm smiling like i haven't smiled in weeks... he does care about me! i'm going to bed glowing, if i go to bed at all...