I have to admit, I am quite impressed. Valentine's Day went off really rather well!
I went out with Alex, the original plan being to catch a film and then go bowling, then have dinner. But there weren't really any films we wanted to see, and the only one we could have seen started too late to allow us to go to our already-booking bowling slot. So we went for a coffee...but then had to leave as the cafe shut! So we went and sat in the car for a bit and just chatted. It was really nice just being that relaxed together; there wasn't any pressure to be doing stuff all the time like there is when you've not been going out that long etc. I beat Alex at bowling in both games, but only because I had the barriers at the side up. (There was a sign saying barriers are only meant for kids of 12 and under! :oops: But I needed it...) After we ate, we had the Fun Saga of the Lost Car Key, which we eventually found to have been handed in at the bowling place. Even the stress of not having a key didn't really affect the general nice-ness of the evening. And then we hid out in the carpark near my house and chatted more. It was lovely :>>

I hate the fact that I know come uni-time in the autumn we'll have to split up. I don't want to, because I know several couples that make it work fine long-distance, but Alex says it's stupid to never see each other and try and keep a relationship going, and obviously I know it could never work unless you're both committed to the idea. I'm trying to just ignore it and enjoy now, but there's always this thought in the back of my mind that there will be a time when I'm not allowed to just hug him or kiss him or cuddle up to him whenever I want. I hate it when people say 'make the most of it now' about things. How do you enjoy things more? I try to think of it as we're just going on an extended break; that's how he said it'll probably be, as we're not going to pretend we've just stopped loving each other overnight. We'll still be best friends. But I can't bear the thought of him with someone else, no matter how much I don't want to be in the way of what he thinks is best for himself. I'm not unselfish enough yet to be able to handle this with equanimity.

6/7 months left. 6/7 months left. 6/7 months left. I keep telling myself that's a long time.

Ok, sob over. I have to stop dwelling on all that! Jeez.