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After about a month of waiting, my care package from Roger in Norway finally finally arrived. I was growing worried they’d gotten lost in the mail due to the holiday rush, so I was incredibly relieved when my mom said she had gotten the notice.

The package contains a bunch of DVDs, chips (there was a bigger bag of chips in there, which I consumed with the help of Kristel and Ane), tea, cigarettes (fuck asthma), an old t-shirt of his (which is way too big, I love it), and a letter. Yes, an old-fashioned, hand-written love letter. I grew so disgustingly giddy and giggly when I read it over at Starbucks. A little part of me wanted to cry when I first read the letter–it was sweetness mixed with just the right amount of mush and humor–but I was in public and as a rule I never cry in front of people. I hate admitting that I’m a hopeless romantic, but I am. I AM!! I must have reread the letter about ten times today though, and each time I read it I have to repress the urge to run around with my arms open and scream, “He loves me! He really really loves me!” Perhaps I’ll be emo about the whole thing another day, I’m too busy being happy right now.

There’s a part two that should arrive in a few days, it contains chocolate and candy. Awww yeah

Ok, I’m lame and in love so I shall shut up now.

My mom also got the notice that the stuff I ordered from eBay arrived as well. Wahoo!!! Finally, I can get around to stretching my lobes again. I’ll be going home all the way to Makati for that purpose, I’ve been waiting so long for those damn tapers to arrive.