A Full Week After My Horridly Late Post

This college thing is time consuming and exhausting.

So I made it to his city, picked him up, and parked my car. Everything was perfect. It felt like it had been ages and at the same time like no time and passed at all. I was relieved and I was euphoric. Everyone could tell because I was loud and uninhibited.
The campus was beautiful, the boys were nice, I was a novelty so I got admiration-laced attention. The bed was uncomfortable but not so much that it was impossible to get sleep on.
On Saturday I felt like death but he assured me that I wasnt a burden and I was content not doing anything but being there with him. I felt like I was home and it was perfect.

Details are intimate and intimacy is private. All I'll share has been stated and that is all that is needed.

I cant wait to go again.

Travels part I

So here it is, Wednesday of the week following a long awaited trip that was such a delight, and I've yet to blog about it. What a wretched girl I am.
Last Thursday I made a long trek across the state (not all the way, but it was far enough) to visit Shawn. It was pouring the whole two hours I was on interstate but stopped soon before I got to the destination city. I'd copied down directions from Mapquest onto a sticky note that was affixed to my steering wheel but upon arriving to the last place that I knew how to get to, I realized that all of my directions from there on out were void of directions. North, south, left, right. So I meandered about town for a half an hour watching for the building and/or Shawn, whichever came first. But I found it and I don't know if I've ever been happier to arrive anywhere in my whole life. It'd felt like forever since I'd seen him and I don't think I stopped smiling for hours.

But now, class draws near, the horrid, dreaded algebra class that is so ridiculously boring that I think I may actually die and I need to leave. More later, I promise.