Everything is going my way

And that's exactly how I like it.

The fortune from my fortune cookie I got last week totally turned my life, or at least my attitude on life, around. :)

I got to talk to Patrick earlier today, and no one on earth can even begin to imagine how happy that made me. I was smiling from ear to ear.

I can't even wait to see him. I am going to burst with excitement. I need to find something to do this week to make it fly by, because I don't know how much longer I can stand it. My impatience is getting the best of me.

5 more days...please hurry.

I didn't know that I could miss someone so much. I love LOVE, and I love Patrick. So everything is perfect.

Love, love, love, love, love. I love everything. That's a lie. I hate a lot of things. Like mushrooms, mean people, and frizzy hair. I also hate 80's plaid orange couches, Robin Thicke, and seeing cute couples out when I can't even talk to my boyfriend. I'm trying to figure out how this turned into a love/hate blog.

To make sense of what I'm trying to say, Patrick is perfect and I love him. I'm in love and I'm happy. I don't want to jinx this and have something horrible happen, but this is the kind of thing I want to last forever.

Maybe I should quit blogging before I get to mushy. I am just so happy and everything feels perfect.