111101, 1230hr, illinois time.

no no no, alvin did not make me stop writing! first of all, i don't yield that easily. and second of all, alvin isn't such a pushy domineering guy. [btw, li, i know you're reading this, shout out time! i sent you lots of mails, but apparently you didn't receive any of them? email me with another email address! or should i mail to your uiuc address?]

on friday night, alvin said the sweetest thing to me -
your journal...is it the real you?
i was going to feel insulted again, thinking this is another of those "online journals are drama queens faking a virtual life" things. then i remembered that no matter how dense alvin can be, he wouldn't say something so hurtful to me. so i said a cautious yeah?
then i guess i have to read more to get to know you better. *hug*

omigod, i almost melted.

of course, after that on saturday, i found out that actually shaun's talked to alvin about it, to tell him how i felt, based on this entry. it felt strange that i had to go through my journal, then a friend who reads my journal, to communicate my feelings to my boyfriend. that definitely has lots of room for improvement. but still. alvin's such a sweet guy. swoon swoon.

y'know, sometimes i don't remember why i chose to be with him. sometimes the reason comes bham - whack right into my face. just because.

end of swoon entry. haha.