2 weeks.

For Two WEEKS, I will have to find ways to entertain myself. One day down.. Thirteen more to go. I am sure I can handle it.. Jordan left for England, on Tuesday, to visit relatives with his grandmother. I know, that is rough. But I am sure that he'll be fine. It hasn't really even been two days, and I miss already. One down, thirteen to go.

All the while, I have been reading To Kill a Mocking Bird (in the two days he's been gone). I remember having reading this in tenth grade and watching the movie instead. I am glad that I have the chance and the time to read again. My goal is to finish it the two weeks Jordan is gone.
We'll see how well that goes. :]

Captured Soul

It will be mine forever.

I had forgotten about these pictures

I took at the beginning of the summer.

Enjoy..

(It's funny that I write as if there are

lots of people who read my blog.)

^ This one is my favorite.

But there are more that I took

That I will save those for later post.

:]

I am SORRY

But I can not help going a bit gaga over this cute boy.

I love that I can easily be myself around him.

I love that I don't have to try that hard to impress him.

I love that he sits and talks to me about video games. [i do pay attention mind you]

I LOVE when he calls me Dear.

Thanks for being the best always.

Lost and Found.

I found this picture when I first started liking Jordan back in January. I only just remembered it and had to try to find it again. His face in this picture is fantastic. I laughed even harder this time around He looks small in it.
I love it.

That's not me by the way.

I Like Him

A lot..
It is the truth. I still don't know what he is still doing hanging around me. I am not that cool.. It amazes that he is so nice to someone like me, and claims that I am great or the best. I am not.. I tell him that. I tell him that he is too nice to me. He says that is not true and it's not possible. He lets me cry and tells me not to feel stupid. He tells me not to apologize when i do cry. He wipes away my tears for me when all I can do is cry. He reminds me that I don't need to worry because everything will be okay in the end. How is it that I can have so much love for this one person ? How is it that all I can think about when he is gone is him? How is it that even when I am with him all I can think about is him? It is all just too crazy for me.. But it is not a a bad thing. And as stupid and cheesey as this all sounds..
It is all true.