Like I have for the past week, I fell asleep last night texting Marshall. It's a comforting thing, knowing that someone is there for you. I feel safe when I talk to him, which is an incredibly wonderful feeling, especially when you consider that I don't feel that way a lot. When Matt is threatening to come find me and make me do what he wants, and when my parents are screaming at me for getting lower grades than they wished, I can turn to Marshall. He gets it. He remembers the little things. He's just incredible like that. And I love him, but in the same way that I would love a kid that I babysit or my friend's dog. I love him, but without that feeling of being attatched to him. I can honestly say that I am terrified of falling in love again, and that I am NOT in love with Marshall because of that. I think he's in love with me though. And that scares me, because people who have been in love with me before have always expected something in return, something I'm not ready to give them. Maybe in two years when he gets back I'll be ready. I really don't know.

I don't know anything anymore.

500 days.

I'm happy for me. I'm happy for everyone around me. I'm happy to have all of the weight of guilt from hurting people off of my shoulders. I'm happy because of all of the accepted apologies and gracious forgiveness. I'm happy to have a job, and that I didn't have to drop calculus. I am so happy to be engaged to the man of my dreams and I can't wait for next December to get here.

It makes my life complete.

Following the latest trend, my co-worker Preston asked me to marry him on Monday. Zach is beginning to feel threatened, so he vowed to resolve this. 

After English today, he pulled me under the stairs. I thought he was going to try to make out with me, but then he got down on one knee and pulled out a ring box. A love song started playing in my head, which probably sounds really lame, now that I think about it more... Anywho, I now have his class ring. =)  

 I went to school today... and spent more than four hours next to Zach. I had my head on his shoulder, and his head was resting on top of mine. He put his hand on my face, kissed me, and told me how beautiful I am and how much he loves me. I love love.

Zach came over and we watched Star Wars. Yay! It was lots of fun. I was watching an awesome movie, and an awesome boy fell asleep in my arms. That same awesome boy said that magical four letter word tonight, see the title for the exact phrasing. It was all very happy-ful.

He got a job at the children's hospital, doing what he called a "clinical internship." He gets paid better than I do, at a rate that is pretty good for a starting salary at your first job. I'm so happy for him. I just have to somehow keep him from working himself to death now.  

<10> + <23 = <3

Boys don't have cooties.

Zodiacs and horoscopes are crap.

Bug spray is evil.

Ice cream, chocolate, cupcakes, and hugs are nature's cure for depression.

Rhett Warriner is amazing.

Stripes are absolutely fantasterrific.

The whoosh of ergs is a heavenly sound.

Laughter is contagious.

Love is only real if you believe in it.

Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny also work under this principle.

Publix sandwiches own all others.

Weigel's milk is better than any other milk in the world.

The Sweet Revenge Cafe makes a mean oreo shake.

Poeple at Geargia Tech are WEIRD.