He says all the right things at exactly the right time.

I take back what I previously claimed to think. I was being stupid.

It's weird, though. I've had a "bad feeling" for the last few days, and usually I get like that right before I get dumped on my ass, so I have learned to trust that feeling, but apparently I shouldn't. lol. Maybe it was just because he's leaving for China, and I'm nervous because:

A. I am going to miss talking to him.
B. I'm nervous about the trip there and back (planes make me nervous)
C. I don't know much about China's citizens' view of Americans.
D. I'm crazy.

Anyway, he told me he loved me tonight. Not that he hasn't before, but he usually doesn't, even if I do. He just says "less than three you" (<3 you) or nothing of the sort at all. It doesn't bother me too much anymore because I know he does, it's just a valuable phrase to him, that he is worried will get worn out. So, when he does say it, my heart flutters like it's the very first time. So, mission accomplished I guess. lol. I don't know if he said it because he knew it would make me feel a bit better about not talking to him for a month, or because he wasn't going to talk to me for a month so might as well be "for real" about it. It is a semi-dangerous trip.

I really hope he's coming back around to the "unrealistic expectations" (as he calls it) side of things, or at least is coming to the conclusion it's not necessary.

Carrots are good for your eyes. They help you see things at night you wouldn't normally be able to see because you're blinded.

Like that maybe you're just not a night person. It's fun and all, but everybody needs sunlight.

Except me sense I'm the Goddess of the Moon. (Don't read into that. Or just wiki my first name)