I sit and read
E2, and the fact hits home once again that I have nothing interesting to say, no valuable
knowledge to impart, and no opinions to
articulate to others. So I guess I'll just
daylog instead.
My weekend was great. It amazes me how Anna and I are becoming so close, understanding each other better, and generally moving towards a perfect
relationship.
Lying in bed the other night, she told me how she couldn't envision
a future without me in it anymore. I was half asleep, and I think I made some sort of comment, but it wasn't till the next day when I remembered what she'd said that it hit me, and a
big smile appeared on my face, while
the good kind of butterflies fluttered in my stomach.
I stayed at her house Friday night, after helping her type up some of her uni work and seeing
Rush Hour 2 at the cinemas (
Jackie Chan is God); we slept on the couch, as we often do, because her
parents wouldn't like it if I slept in her bed. Her
mother usually wakes us up early, before her
Dad gets up, telling Anna that 'he wouldn't like it' if he knew we were sleeping there. We
slept in on
Saturday morning, her mother didn't wake us up, and at one stage, her Dad came into the room. We pretended to still be
asleep, and he walked out without saying anything. Anna opens her eyes 'You know, I don't know my Dad very well, but I don't think he cares' (that we were sleeping together). We came to the
conclusion that it's quite possibly her mother that doesn't approve of us sleeping together, and is using Anna's Dad as an
excuse. Which actually makes a lot more sense, heh.
We stayed up late Saturday night, watching
DVDs, then slept in
Sunday morning, making the most of being able to be close and warm without parents looking over our shoulders (my parents are a lot less protective). We were hoping to play
tennis at a club near Anna's house, but slept in
too late and took too long to get there, so we ended up going to her old
Primary School and hitting a
tennis ball around anyway, with Janine, a friend of hers from high school. We played with her dog, and attempted to do back flips off the miniature
play equipment, to see if we still could; I haven't had that much fun in a long time. I love the fact that I can be my
stupid,
goofy self without worrying about what anybody is going to think, without worrying about impressing anybody. (Not that I do things to
impress people usually, but I'm more conscious of it, I think).
Back to my area that night to watch
A Knight's Tale at the local cinemas, then again to my house and my room out the back, to sit and watch TV, then hold each other whilst we had a strange
philosophical discussion regarding the existence of a 'universal truth'; one of the most interesting conversations we've ever had.
And so, now, at work, reading E2 when I should probably be working. Looking at the photo I have of Anna, and smiling, looking forward to seeing her tomorrow night, whatever we end up doing. Life is good.
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