“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.”
— Chrissy (age 6)
Dilys O. (born April 11, 1993).
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
10:38 PM
"That evening, after we have been together for several hours, I realize that our visits are starting to run together in one delicious blur of talking, touching, dozing and simply existing together in a warm, easy silence. Just like the perfect beach vacation where the routine is so blissfully uneventful that when you returned home and friends asked how your trip was, you can’t really recall what you did exactly to fill up so many hours. That is what being with him is like.” Emily Giffin

Harrow there. Long day. At least i accomplished something. Omg yet to buy my dress. Feeling quite anxious. I realized i've become more sensitive of late. "Sticks and stones may break your bones but words can hurt like hell." It's like the things people say or do affect me more than they did before. Or maybe i'm starting to care more about how people think of me. Good or bad? Anyway Christmas is in ten awesome days!!!!! :)