Ciao

So I like the word ciao. Its fun to say, but sadly its only useful in some situations...like saying goodbye.

Update: My finger still hurts and now the bruise is very big.

Brendan called last night (this is ridiculous I don't even care that much about him but I get giggley when I'm talking to him and I have nothing to say and there is this very nicephysical attraction thing going and ... close parentheses). He made me smile and I apparently make him smile because I blush. That makes my day. I love the thought of blushing. Its just such a demure feminine thing that I have always wanted to be able to do...and apparently I already do which is cool. And I heard this song on the radio today which is dscribes almost exactly how I feel: I just can't get you out of my head/boy your lovin' is all I think about/ I just can't get you out of my head/Oh its more than I dare to think about. Yup thats it. Its not even our stimulating conversation. Its the makeing out. Which is cool since I leave in less than three weeks now.

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Word of the day: parsimonious \par-suh-MOH-nee-uhs\, adjective: Sparing in expenditure; frugal to excess.

Thats a good one I guess. Its always good to save.

~*Ery*~