Everything is good. Pretty good. My desire to have it better annoys me, though. Somebody other would be happy to live my life, but I'm still waiting for something extraordinary to happen. Just can't make out whether it's OK or not.
Just want him to be always by my side. Something like madness. I'm scared a little, of course, but it's normal, I guess. Maybe, after awhile I'll tell him about it just to understand it's all useless more clearly. However, I can't cope with it.
I wonder what it will be like when we leave our nice dull town? Whether we'll be living in the same city or not? Will we meet? I'll become crazy without seeing him at least once in awhile. Well, it might be that I exaggerate it a bit, but it would be quite uneasy for me to live without him, I know it exactly. It's a pity, that I can't tell about my passion anyone - some will laugh, others just won't get it,... And I have no desire to tell to some of them, too.
Smells like jasmin. Don't know why it smells so in my room, but it makes me relaxed. I just like it.
Flowers are beautiful. I wonder how long they will keep their beauty. I'm so glad about that rose, which colour and beauty did't fade for three weeks. I just would like to know, which of them loves me more... =)