Hallelujah ripped through my veins
I heard the hammer drop
My blood in the rain
Hallelujah came like a train
When all is lost
All is left to gain
Won’t Back Down – Mat Kearney


I think they like him.

My dad said that he seemed like a really nice guy. Friendly. I think my dad liked that they had lots to talk about. Man stuff. That he didn’t have to try and make conversation, that it just happened.

My mum said he was cute, which he obviously is. That she liked watching him tease me. And that she was kinda surprised cause he was nothing like anyone I’ve ever dated. He’s sure of himself. Opinionated. Confident. Fun. He’s not as intellectual or articulate as me. But I like that he’s not afraid of my intelligence. Every other boyfriend I’ve had seemed to be scared of me.

It was cute how interested he was in whether they liked him or not. So cute I just want to squeeze him. I can’t stop thinking about him. When I’m going to see him next.

I talked to my pato tonight. It’s always good. It’s always good to have someone tell you what’s been sitting at the back of my mind. I need to tell Joel about Eric. I need to show him it’s over. I need to let him move on. I need to stop giving these boys who have no chance of getting in my pants hope.

Speaking of which. I got a package in the mail from Mandar tonight. It’s awesome. All sorts of treasures from India. Oh. And Greg called. I like him. I think we would be great friends if he lived closer. Course if he lived closer we would probably be more than friends.

I smell like the soap mandar sent me. It’s lovely.