Thanks Hannah, and sorry for being my usual awkward self, but that's how it goes with me... here is the poem-esque thing i created.

4 days to go, my heart is pounding in my ears.
I wait to hear from you and I smile as I hear your voice in my head.
Finally, the message box "POPS" and I refresh the page frantically.
I click on the link and begin to read your words.

I read them fast, since I am twitter-pated with anticipation of our first date.
67 messages and 3 and a half days later, I see your face through the window at the movie entrance.
Your sweet and nervous smile melt away my timidity, and our eyes meet.
Shyness is not a problem for me, but I see your hands are shaking a little.

Our date continues, and ends with a promise.
With a promise of another night,
The promise of another night to come.

(sort-of incomplete since i restarted it twice trying to make it rhyme... but yeah. w00t for writing exercises!)

Stupid Groundhog. I thought you were wrong this year, it had gotten warmer there for a bit, but no.... its cold again. I'm alright with cold, don't get me wrong, but I'm ready to see some greenness on trees and the grounds here on campus, and as long as the ground is frozen, that ain't going to happen. I want to see the massive amounts of bunnies that infest the shrubbery around The Mall... the only thing I don't want are the bees. what's that quote? flying death ninjas? something like that. Bees are my most feared thing (after sharks/scary aquatic creatures in general of course). Yeah. i feel like some sunshine and some excursions outdoors and into the beautiful greenery.

on another note, i updated my other blog. yup.

cadie out.

oh my.