My shit. Yo.

Its right around the corner.  So close, I can almost taste it.  Im spending it with him.  “New boo.”  Apparently my tumblr has turned into “talk about new boo” blog but whatever.  Its my tumblr, I can do that.  He is meeting my friends, pretty much the entire group in one shot.  We are quite the motley crew…I know he can hold his own, I just really want him to like my friends, and vice versa.  We are also having our first official sleep over…yay for him spending the night…far superior to the few hours I usually get..  Im happy whenever I get to see him, but Im excited to sleep with him.  Cheesy…I know.