She's a Fleeting Fox

Tomorrow is Vincent and I's three month anniversary. He plans on hanging out with his friends, which is fine, but he didn't really acknowledge our being together for three months when we talked last night. It's okay though, I guess. It's only three months, right? If it was a year, then yeah, I'd be mad. His phone still isn't working so I won't talk to him for..hell..all night. I might not talk to him at all. And it saddens me. Greatly. *sigh*


I start my senior project hours today! NERVOUS IS ME.
Vincent says I don't have anything to be nervous about.
I guess I don't, since I don't know what's going to happen.
But I always hope for the worst.
What is wrong with me?