So I spent a good hour with a friend of mine today.. I don't ever really talk to him too much, mainly because I never realized we had anything in common. He's a big time basketball player, and I'm definitely not. haha
Anyway, we picked up his girlfriend from the airport today and I learned from the car ride home that they hadn't seen each other in 3 months. He's been busy in the Philippines and she's been home in Florida with her family.
The INSTANT they saw each other as I pulled into the "arrivals" section of O'Hare, they were both ecstatic! The whole car ride, they held hands, her arms reaching around the seat separating them. They called each other baby and just shared how their day went (being a super lazy fatty, I was exhausted just LISTENING to the conditioning drills they both did today.. who wakes up at 6am to play basketball - for fun?!) But despite the contrast in our daily lives, it reminded me about how happy I was whenever JJ and I spend just days apart from each other.. actually even just one night alone, I am just as excited to hear him walking down the stairs in the morning.
I'm aware how (overly) dramatic my last post was.. but not to worry. I am still very much in love with my baby =)
It's just a very rough patch at the moment.. focusing on money, school, work, and each of our own personal time has really fried the two of us this semester.. things will get better eventually though :)
