Fishy

It's been exactly two months, as of January 30th, and on that morning, at 12 am I got back together with the boy you've heard me cry over for the past couple of entries.

I couldn't be happier. We picked up as if nothing ever happened, of course that was after the half hour talk we had outside, in his parking lot, in the freezing cold. I feel awkward, but that's because I haven't been with his family, in his house or in his life for two months.

I already know what his valentine gift is going to be! I'm really excited, I just don't know if it's a stupid gift for valentine's day.