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Friday, June 22, 2012 10:26 AM



I'm so so so in love.

Good Morning World. (:

It's time for a proper update, yes?

Today, I woke up at approximately 2AM, and I woke up thinking of him. It was pretty hard for me to go back to sleep after that, as I started thinking of how we first met in programmes.

That really cheeky grin he had when we first talked, that awkwardness of eating dinner together, that 'Pretend that I don't know that we're sitting next to each other' moment, and that empty feeling that I felt as the day ended.

And of course, talking about him at the very moment that I went into the car.

Mummy, there's this guy, he's called Hans, and his full name is Hans Christian Leonardi. Plus, he's laughter is damn annoying.

And two years down the road, we're together. (:

We went through a lot before that, but it was all worth it.

He made me realise that Butterflies in the stomach actually do exist.




I know that I sound really love sick and all right now, but that's only because I am reallyyy in love.

Gomenasai.

But baby,



(:

I mean like, forgive me, but today's module is programming afterall, and I hate programming.

What's better than starting a day with a blogpost full of love?

But then again,



And here I go again.

Natalie, you love sick idiot.

I'm just really glad to have him.

Relationships do have their ups and downs, and I would be lying if I said that ours is always at it's highest, but hey,



Mmhmm, Maroon 5 <3 And Babyboy <3 And me feeling fuzzy all inside.

Our 3rd month is coming this Sunday, and I absolutely cannot wait for me.

I can only ask my readers to pardon me on my cheesi-ness, it must be painful for you guys to read.

But oh well.

Boyfriend, I know that I can be really annoying at times,

You: I'm serious.

Me: No, you're Hans.


And I roll my eyes like a professional.



No shit!

I do the craziest things, I laugh like a hyena,



and sacarsm is definitely my bestfriend.



So which one are you?


But really,



And you're the one.

I love you.

And my readers, for suriving this post.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
It's programming today,
and I really hate it so Im not going to even bother to find a word for this shit to rhyme.

Love,
Natalie Ishot







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