This is a rant of no real consequence:
AUUUUUUGGGHHH... I miss him so much. I miss him and I have absolutely NO courage when it comes to just CALLING him because I'm so afraid of awkward moments, weird pauses, interrupting him in the middle of something, etc... the internet is so much easier, even though we've become so much better at avoiding those. I just wish he'd get online! I know that, most likely, if I call him he'll be doing nothing and we'll have a wonderfully long conversation and it'll be great, and I just want to know if he got my letter!!! :P Do they deliver mail on Good Friday?

You know that feeling you get in your chest and your throat? The physical part of missing someone? It's about two degrees away from pain. It's a yearning, and it's consuming. I can't sleep like this, not when you combine it with all the other anxieties that are building. I hate vacations. They give you false hope.

Okay, done now. Sorry for those of you who actually read through all this and are thinking "what is she complaining for? Yeesh." It's just me venting. Thanks.