My boyfriend texted me last night at 3 a.m. (2 a.m. his time), saying he was in a bar and he heard people yelling, “GOOSE!” when someone walked in the bar. Everyone at my university calls me Goose. He said he turned around and expected to see me standing there. Then he texted me again and said, “I miss you.”

Hopefully I’ll be able to go to Florida with him and his family in 2 weeks. I just need to get a train ticket to Chicago, then to his house. Then I need to get tickets for Disney World and tickets for the train ride back to Michigan.

Starting to realize how rough this long distance stuff is, but I’m so glad I have him to miss.

I told everyone that I wasn’t feeling well enough to go to French today.
Truth is, I was too sad.
I think of my grandmaman everytime I step foot in the classroom,
and sometimes I feel like I can’t breathe.

It totally sucks when you miss someone so much, but you know they probably don’t miss you at all.