I've got a pretty nice day planned. Gym, get a grad present for C___, go see "Sex and the City" with Danielle and A____, C____'s grad party and then going swing dancing with all the aforementioned and S_____. He's trying to teach me a little ballroom dancing. Maybe we can do a pretty waltz at our wedding? I'd like that. Though, I have trouble turning, so we'll have to stay in one place. Haha!
My penmanship is getting sloppy. Forgive me, nothing is worse that writing you something for 8+ years that you can't read. That would suck.
Just for your general information, Charleston isn't as bad as I thought it would be. I'm making friends and I have a job so that's good. I want to talk to you more, but I'm not so sure about what. Sometimes it's hard talking to a piece of paper in a sparkly blue book. You never answer back, which is cool when I ask you to do the dishes but not when I ask you if these jeans make me look fat... hahaha.
I hope i find you soon. Or you find me. I mean you'd think that with someone like me to come home to, you'd run here... but alas.
I was kind of a creeper at 13 years old, opening with thoughts on children, but now that I'm a big girl I've changed priorities and I can safely say that I plan on having as much sex with you as possible before I even think about having kids. How's that? Did I make your day?
Its past 2AM now, so I should sleep so I won't pass out on the treadmill tomorrow. Maybe I'll write you tomorrow after swing dancing and when I finish my devotions. I'm kind of in love with you.
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