I think sometimes when you overthink things, they tend to come true.

So here it is. I'm gonna stop all that nonsense. I'm just gonna let my guard down and trust him with my heart.

He wants to take me away for a weekend when I'm back, and he absolutely refuses to tell me what he's planned. Not even where we're gonna go. Just keeps saying that we'll talk when I get back. Intrigue. I like. :)

Having a small booze party with the girls soon. Hope everyone can hold their liquor, not like last time! ;)

2 more weeks of work. Can't wait to get it all over and done with! Sigh. Then I'll be free to do my own stuff. Eurotrip's in 3 weeks! WOOHOO! He said he might come meet me in Paris, but I don't have high hopes for that, since he's got a charity run the very next day, but we'll see how it goes. Plus my parents would be there, so I can't actually run off with him for an entire day.

But just imagine. Paris. The city of romance. How wonderful would that be? :)

But even if it isn't Paris, I wouldn't care. As long as I'm with him, I'm happy. We could be holed up in an absolute dump for a whole week and I wouldn't complain.

This isn't to say, of course, that I'm entirely jealous-free. His 80's theme party is tonight. Meaning girls dressed in sexy cocktail dresses and all made up. But I shall stick to my new motto, and not overthink things, and just trust him to stay true to me.