This was the best winter break ever. I worked a decent amount, spent a lot of time with my boyfriend (D), and my new group of friends. Over break D and I....went ice-skating, went to a party where I met his relatives/heard embarassing stories, went on some beautiful hikes in Blacksburg and Roanoke, went to my apartment for a few days, watched countless movies.
Last night I had people over to drink. D slept in my bed with me. The last time we'd be able to share a bed for awhile. I told him how strange it was to be in a reciporical relationship, he agreed. He said before he was only going through the motions and that, this...this was different. I told him I want to visit him in South Africa next year. Hopefully he'll come to Australia. I still want us to be together. We woke up at 6 A.M. because I had to be at work at 7 A.M. he cooked eggs while I made coffee. It felt so natural.
I'm not looking forward to going back to school. I can't imagine not seeing him daily. I'm collecting mementos of him: sweaters and blankets to have with me at school.
Tommorow, we're going to the Smithsonian. It's our last day together as he is going on vacation and then coming back after I've already left for school. His bday is coming up I hope I can arrange to see him.
Sigh. I'm smitten.