Yesterday I went to his place and he cooked for me. His flatmates even KNOW MY NAME ALREADY WTF and said "Hi addict" when I arrived. God. KG's flatmates don't even give me a second glance.

We were in his room drinking beer (I need to cut down on the alcohol, seriously), and we had this conversation:

Me: Hm...I kinda worry whether I'm taking this too seriously.

Him: Yea? I think you don't take us seriously enough.

Me: I don't? Why do you say that?

Him: Hmm...cos you haven't changed your facebook status yet. :)

Me: :) Neither have you.

Him: I am serious about us. Are you?

Me: Yea.

Him: Do you want to go out?

Me: Yea.

Him: :)

Me: So...I'll be expecting an email notifcation from Facebook later tonight then.

(And yep, I did receive one! I've never received a relationship confirmation before!!

So-and-so said on Facebook that you two are in a relationship. We need you to confirm that you are, in fact, in a relationship with so-and-so.

To confirm this relationship request, follow the link below...)

I've not been treated so well for ages and I've not been crazy about a person so much for ages. And he remembers my birthday already. He's so cute, so geeky, so loving. Keeps asking me if I wanna go to this and that with him, keeps asking when I'm free this week.

And today, he travelled to my school for brunch with me and he crashed the lecture I had after brunch. He had school after that in the afternoon, and I was about to head home when he suggested that I go with him to his school to attend lessons with him. And so I did. Crashed two of his lectures and he decided to skip the last one. His lectures make absolutely no sense to me. It's quite scary to know that there are areas I would never ever put effort to comprehend in my whole life. Majority of the students are boys and it's quite amusing to see them noticing there's a girl in the lectures.

So now I'm back home, and trying to get my mind off him (I feel like I'm 14 or something -- it's fucking insane). I need to get down to do my work cos I have a test the day after tomorrow. I do hope I manage to get some decent rest tonight. I've not slept well for 3 days in a row thanks to him. In fact, I only slept 3 hours last night, woke up, and couldn't fall asleep again.

I just wish he wasn't so tall though...He makes me look shorter more than ever. And everybody on the streets looks/stares at us....... When I stand in front of him, my eyes are looking at his stomach. IT IS THAT RIDICULOUS. It makes me feel really self-conscious, but I just can't seem to like him any less.

So there you go. Something that seemed almost impossible but actually happened and messed my sanity up within 3 days flat.