I woke up Sunday morning happy because I was going to spend time with Noah. Ever since we became friends, I have always looked forward to being around him. With him around, I got over my breakup pretty easily. He was like therapy. I can't stress enough how happy I am that he is in my life. And he seems happy when I'm around him too. We normally meet up every Sunday to just chill and hang out. We watch movies, eat, drink to our heart's content and talk about our non-existent love life. I always talk about my non-existent s*x life. I've been more comfortable asking him about s*x and what it felt like and what to expect. He told me that it would hurt like a b*tch and now I'm afraid.
I would make today count, and there will be no drinking since my exams are for all of this week. I can't wait
