We're official. I am his girl. He's my baby. We're officially official.

For the most part. It worries me a bit that our officiality happened while we were on two different continents. That was my fault. I think if looked into, it is me wanting as much distance and being comfortable to make such a decision simply because i know i do not have to face it for real everyday. I am far away for a long time. Well, a month and a half now. So i am okay with making that decision. I can be his girl while i am poncing around the middle east and not going to see him for a couple of months right? My counsellor said i do this with every aspect of my life. I am terrified to death of failure and thus the procrastination and the waffling and the perfectionism that goes to the extreme where i want so badly for something to be perfect that i tell myself i can never make it perfect and so i don't even bother with it or i procrastinate about it.

I think my counsellor has been watching Dr. Phil.

Anyway less analysing, more celebrating. I have my first official boyfriend. Yay. I'm sorry, i dunno why i am not more enthused about this. I know it is not a big deal, but to me it should. Or at least i always wanted it to be. Okay, stop stop stop.

I am having surgery on my right eye next week somtime. Again. For the umpteenth time. But hopefully this is the last time. Am i worried? No. Should i be? Perhap. I dunno. We'll have to see about that. Okay i don't feel like blogging today. I'll do this later.