alright, so the boyfriend is an officer now, which may have come as a surprise to many but certainly not me. somehow i always knew that what he wanted, he would get; and he has been talking about OCS ever since what seems like the beginning of time. what i wanted however, was something along the lines of a 9-5 job, although it's not like i ever actually thought such luck would materialise. anyhow, i suppose this is the time to be supportive and proud, so i will have to keep my spirits up during these three weeks of his confinement.

i guess the best way to look at it is as one of those little tests of commitment, and the upside is that while we're separated the probability of fights is greatly diminished. in fact, guess what- the probability of -physical- fights is now zero! so isn't that something to cheer a person up? i think i feel it more now because i've actually had him around for almost two whole weeks this time, and i was really getting used to talking and going out whenever we wanted and doing stuff together again. and now it sucks that he has to march right back into camp, where he'll always be around other hormonally charged boys who do godknowswhat in their free time. i may be such a whiner, but this is definitely not a fun situation.

this considered, today was actually not that bad of a day, especially after i spent it lazing around on my fat ass watching my newly rented OC season 1. i know it's so over but hey i never really found out how ryan came to the cohens =p plus, my dad left a bottle of expensive red wine in the mini attic fridge, so my afternoon was quite a happy one indeed!