Another reason I love my boyfriend...

Last night I has serious cramps, nausea, and was in a really bad mood. I went to Seaton at close to 10 cuz I forgot my backpack in my boyfriend’s room. When I asked if I could just lie down and told him why his nurturing side totally took over. He went to his closet and handed me Tums. He also let me steal a Lemon Pepsi (which he then teased me about because I drank it so slowly. Ever had Lemon Pepsi? It’s not so good). Then I climbed into his bed and he lay down next to me. I was craving Motrin but the bottle was in my room all the way in Wesley. He offered to let me take a nap in his bed while he trekked all the way to Wesley himself. I told him it was ok, he didn’t need to go to all that trouble for me. He was rubbing my stomach, trying to make me feel better. Eventually I had to go and he walked me back to Wesley, I invited him to sleep over. We got to Ariel and Jessie’s room but neither was there (and princess bitch the roommate was sleeping) so he said it would probably be better if we separated. I was upset because all my stuff was in their room. When he heard that he hugged me and came up with a plan of action. He said we’d walk back to Seaton, get his pillows and give them to me (I have a sinus condition) and then come back to Wesley. Fortunately we ran into Jessie and got into the room but it was incredibly sweet how thoughtful and nurturing he was. I love him.

P.S. Sorry for this sickingly-sweet entry. I just wanted to write about something good that actually happened to me. Sometimes I think I'm gonna wake up one morning and find this whole relationship was some sort of dream. Things never work out this well for me- especially with guys.