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I'm baaaack!
Okay, I have big news.
Yesterday was the last day of the two weeker. Mom came to pick me up at like 7. I got all my bags into the car, got the kitten (who still has no name: it has to start with a B, if you care to come up with some) into his box, said bye to everyone, got into the car and drove away.
As we're driving down Chemin de la Diligence, there's this hitchhiker with a sign that says Saint Bruno on it, I'm like what the fuck?! So Mom says why don't we pick him up, she beeps, the guy turns around and it's Matt!!!!! I almost started crying, I jumped out of the car and ran to him and we hugged and it was just the most amazing suprise ever.
So we drove home, I fell alseep on him in the car and was rudely awakened by kitten every five minutes, and Matt and I had some fun in the pool and hot tub last night, then fell asleep in the basement. I came so close to telling him that I love him. Yesterday was a special day though so in retrospect I'm glad I didn't say it because maybe it wouldn't have meant as much since it was such a special day, it was our three month anniversary and with the susprise and all, just a pretty big day in general.
Anyways, we woke up this morning and I drove him to the metro for work and he's coming out for supper with us tonight to celebrate, as he put it, education and good health, but as we put it, report cards and my 12 year diabetes anniversary.
Anyways I've got to go, we're going out for breakfast with Babcia and Matty (cousin).
Kitten and the dogs will stay home, hopefully in peace.
Love always.
Only three weeks left.
Update: kitten's name is Banting, after Banting & Best, wiki it if you don't know who they are.
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