"hvor underli hun følte sig"
18:42 & 25.05.02
I love weddings. I worked yesterday, so I couldn't watch them. The dress was so beautiful. And I love the postludium (Toccata i F-dur av Charles-Marie Widor).
Things have been a little unbalanced between me and Craig lately. I tried to clear things up today. I don't know whether I managed it or not. I feel so confident about my love for him now. Nothing can stop me from loving him. Except him telling me not to. It felt like he tried to break up yesterday, which of course made me cry. I cry "all the time" now. I am exhausted and tired and my body is so tense. I can feel it now, when I am writing. My shoulders ache a lot. I can't wait to put my last exam behind me.
I wore beige pants yesterday. First I wore the same skirt as H.R.H. Mette - Marit has, and then I changed, as I didn't want to wear high - heeled shoes. It is quite a sensation to me, because I got lots of compliments about how good the pants looked on me. My legs are firmer and slimmer now. Perhaps from all those books I am carrying all day.
I've let Jun be the one in charge the past few days when I've been at work. I know she loves it, and I don't feel the need to be "above her". I am already (by working much more than her). But I do mind some of her comments. I don't understand why some girls do that. I am so tired of the competition feeling [I am not taking part].
Pictures from the wedding:
