okay, so he goes...

okay, so he goes... he goes... okay, he goes... okay...right, so... he goes..................... ‘you’re so cute’ *justme’s heart melts as she tries her hardest to hold back a ridiculous smile*...

okay, well he didn’t exactly say it to me... but he wrote it , and that’s enough for me...

but really... i’m dead serious... i don’t want to fool with anything that God hasn’t prepared beforehand for me, so despite my random fits of giddiness, i’m not planning the wedding... i’m not even expecting anything- this could well be an ephemeral crush, and that’s perfectly fine with me...

so what if i read the email over and over again?

i asked God that no man would try to talk talk to me unless he was my husband... thus far, it’s worked...

the men that have liked me have only told me:

1) after they graduated and i would never see them again...
2) after they were in a committed relationship (what’s that about?)...
3) or they don’t talk to me period... like they relay all their messages of undying love for me through a mutual friend... but never actually call me or try to really communicate with me personally... (i don’t even know what to say about that one)

meanwhile... i’ve dropped my phone in a sewer so i can’t call anyone... first my keys, now this! i was hoping to get it back, but bureaucracy hath prevented my noble attempt, THUS........i am therewith, hitherto and thusforth without a means of communication with the rest of the world for now... sorry chi, you may have to wait a little longer to find out.....