I feel so happy when I think of Tom and our phone calls. I don't remember much because they were all late at night (usually) and we could barely hear each other. It was like I was on a high. Anyways he's not one of those awkward guys which I like so much. He tries to think of stuff to talk to me about or random things to say and I love it. He's so sweet to, saying all these nice things about me that I wish was true. He makes me happy no matter what he says. Or does. ;) and when he laughs (probably AT something I said) It still makes me smile because he is so cute. He's going to rmit to do accounting. I think that's alright. Not particularly an attractive course but who am I to judge.