I'd rather dance with you than talk to you

so...i've said this so many times that i would be a rich little girl if I had a nickel for everytime I said it. BUUUUUUUUT...this time I think that I mean it.

I think I do. Or, rather, this time I think i'm really on the road to recovery.

I'm still angry with him (dilly lolz for silly baby names...i call my nephew that. ^^) sorta because he doens't answer emails and just generally talk to me. But i'm finding that I miss him less and less everyday. Which is certainly good.

I think this year of me seeing him almost never is what I needed. Kind of like...being weaned...from...affection? hehe, thats kind of wierd, but I think it makes sense. So, I'm nearly weaned. And hopefully Peru (which is in like three days!!) will fully make things betterish.

i'm going to get him a b-day present there. but thats just because it's his birthday in july. So i'ma do that. but i'm also getting other peeps stuff.

but anyways. I just wanted to say that. Because I poured myself into that boy, and...sigh, usually when you have a relationship with a guy like that you'd think something other than friendship would come of it, and friendship was all I got. Which sucked...a lot...and it has obviously taken me forever to get over it...like...a year and a half...*cough*

but on a happier note!

I'm listening to this band called Kings of Convenience. and i heart them. because they are really really good, and their voices are nifty. and i'm just kinda happy right now. ^^