7 February 2013
My fella isn't the jerk here, he's still so flipping sweet. Almost too sweet.
But anyway, Mother Nature is the jerk. Or whoever the hell is in charge of the weather. I need to kick his/her ass.
It's supposed to storm this weekend. Like a huge fucking blizzard that isn't supposed to end until this Saturday afternoon, which tragically is the day that I'm supposed to meet my fella for the first time.
I'm really sad that of all Saturdays it's supposed to storm it had to be this Saturday.
Is it a sign? Are we never supposed to meet? I won't be able to meet up with him until much later this month or March if I can't see him Saturday. Will we even still be talking by then?
Are signs even real?
I don't know...but I'm disheartened by the forecast. I honestly don't know how much longer I can go feeling this connection with him and being pretty much head over heels for him without having met him in person.
I want to know already if we connect in person...I want to know how I feel around him and how he feels around me. I want to know if it's worth trying a long distance relationship by meeting him. I want to know if he even likes me after having met me in person.
I also want to hug him and kiss him. But the kissing thing is only going to happen if we both feel good about each other in person.
I just hope that the almighty power in control of the weather would allow me to meet him in person this Saturday.
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