It’s a feeling of foreboding.  It’s weird.  I feel guilty because my lab still isn’t done, and normally I have all of my work done before Tuesday.  But here I am.  I did as much as I could but I think I forgot to do a step last week in lab and I have to wait to get half the data from my partner.  He was supposed to email me but he hasn’t yet..  I just feel like I’m wasting time.  I’m getting anxious over nothing.  I don’t like being alone in my room.  I miss having someone sitting on my bed behind me.  I miss being able to spy on you in my mirror right next to my bed instead of doing my work.  Sunday was great, even if we just sat and did homework all day.  You were here with me, which was more than enough.

This blog is just turning into a I’m-sad-and-I-miss-my-boyfriend-who-consumes-my-life-blog.  I am sad, and I do miss him, but I don’t think he consumes my life in a bad way.  I just really, really don’t like to be alone.  And I only ever write when I’m upset because it’s a therapeutic thing for me.

I’m gonna work on writing more about good things though.