I have two weeks until my next bio test. I'm sure you really couldn't care less, but I think if I blog about it I'll be more apt to prepare for it. I must get an A on this one.

It's been raining all weekend. This has led to lots of under-the-covers cuddlng and an attempt at breaking a record yesterday (Drew's record is eight in one day; we only got to four. Pathetic.).

I also moved out of my bedroom this weekend. My sister and I had been living together for a year and a half, and I have to admit it was kind of sad seeing my room all empty like that. After my big breakup three years ago, it took months for me to find a place to live. It took so much money, so much time, so many favors from Jana. Looking at that empty bedroom on Saturday, I had a moment of appreciation for how much I'm risking by moving in with Drew.

It was just a momentary hesitation, really. I've been looking forward to living together so much that I haven't taken one second to compare it to the last time I did this. But Drew is different, this relationship is different, and anyway I really have no choice. I love him and I want us to be together. We move into the new place March 1st.

Argghh!! Must. Concentrate. On. Biology.