It's nobody's business

mI know I haven't been writing here in quite some time now, but everything has been pretty much this week. I've been working, and Gabbeh has been staying here and I've just been busy.

So, working. I've been helping my mom cleaning at school. I guess I should be happy that I'm finally getting some money (since I'm broke), but just seeing that school makes it harder to breathe, everything comes back to me then, everything that went wrong.
Gabbeh made it all a bit better though, she was satying here from Tuesday to Thursday I think. I haven't got a clue which days she was here, but it really made my life suck less. So she and I hung out a lot with Louise this week, and I can't see why I haven't talked to that girl before, she's freaking amazing.

And this Thursday the three of us took the bus in to Borås, Gabbeh was meeting with Johan, Louise was meeting with Sassy and all of those people, and I was meeting Sid.
I've never been that nervous in my entire life, I thought my chest would break. Of course it didn't, so we went up to get the keys to his new apartment. It felt as if there were a pretty big silence between us, but it didn't freak me out as silence usually does. You were right, it feels good to have someone that you can share the silence with wothout feeling totally awkward.
And then we pretty much sat and waited for his train back home, and right before he had to get on the train he kissed me. In that second, I was almost sure that I was going to die from the explosion in my heart.
My feelings for you are seem to be growing stronger and stronger every day, and you really make me feel happy, and good about myself.
I hope I make you happy too.

Everything else is pretty good right now too, apart from this damn heat, it's killing me. Today I've pretty much been sleeping the entire day, only woke up to eat.
But in a few minutes I'll see if I manage to start the lawnmower, I promised my mom to help her with that. And I really have to get out and run tonight, I really haven't been working out as much as I should have if I want to make it to Kretsloppet in september. And I have to make it. Sofie is going to make it, and then I have to make it to because I can't not be better than her. She's 25 for crying out loud, I won't let her be in better shape than me. End of discussion.

Now I'm gonna drink three liters of water and then I'll try and start the lawnmower.

You know where to get the hold of me.