I can't believe I have 2010 tag board person in this blog. I've abandoned this when everyone else abandoned theirs too. Maybe sometimes there are just some things that you wouldn't mind coming back to. I'm a lot more honest to my blog now, no more secrets. No more privacy shit. Anyway, I'm alone in the dorm. I've been so for a week now. I really wouldn't mind, except the person I hear the most from, I don't hear a lot from. I understand. Believe me, I even feel guilty for being too attached. That's not good, people feel strangled when that happens. I feel sick to the core. I can't wait to get home. I believe nothing's wrong, I know I'm loved. I guess there are just some days when you need time off one another. Then again, I miss. I miss everything. I miss spontaneous dates, I miss the random jokes, heck, I even miss the random criticism that used to get me down, I miss my constant motivation to do better, I miss being told to be confident, I miss being told that I'm beautiful, I miss being told I'm the sweetest girl, I may complain about little things, but that's just me. Hear me out and you'll learn that I love you to bits and pieces, yes even the bad traits that you have. I'm not crying. I'm barely passing a non-credit class, and most of the time I'd be all relaxed about it. I wanna be stronger and I wanna learn from you I miss being able to vent, I miss being understood. I miss PMS-ing and being told that I'm cute for being so annoyed. I miss not worrying. I miss laughing the whole day with you. I miss an I miss you too. Reciprocate, baby. Please. I miss you too much already. It's killing me. I trust you, please believe me when I say that. But I want to hear from you. I miss you. You're my partner in crime.