My friends and I are already planning where we're going to go during our two 10-days while in Rome next spring. It's going to be great. We're probably going to visit every European nation while we're there. So far, we've got France, Switzerland, Germany, Poland, Spain, England, Ireland, Austira, Denmark (because I'm making them come with me), and Norway. It's going to be great. We even might, if we have the money and if things settle down in that part of the world, visit my roommate's uncle in Egypt. He's an archbishop and pretty awesome. But that's just a maybe. My Lit Trad professor gave up on our rough draft for our research papers. She was making them due on Tuesday, but I guess she decided against that. I don't know why but I'm glad she did. I hate research papers. They're so long and tedious and you have to go to the library and read boring books that say basically the same things about the one topic you're looking for. But it's good that she doesn't want a draft. My birthday is next Friday, and my love is teasing me about what he's going to get me. He's asking me what size of clothes I wear and what colors I like. He's a strange man. But I love him. He's very precious to me. I can't wait till he's closer to me so I can see him when I want. I miss him a lot. We've gone through so much together this past year since I'm here and he's at home: the breakup, the pain, the doubt, the confusion. And then the return of goodness. Our love is stronger now than it was before I left for school because I know he wants to be with me even though I'm gone. And I've always wanted to be with him, no matter where I went. I'm so thankful for him. I want everyone to have a love like ours.