Fast forward.

Jamie and I are still together (in two Sundays it’ll be our seven-month anniversary) and we’re still mad about each other. We have our snags now and then, and a lot has changed, but we still wuvvle each other. *giggle*
Like today… we got our tests in Bi-Sci back. I got a 44 out of 30, Jamie didn’t do so hot. He begged me not to tell anyone in the lounge, but leave it to me to pick that time during our conversation to not pay any attention. So stupid me just blurted it out and Jamie left in a huff. When he came back, we were discussing him, and Jamie out of the blue smacked me in the head with a newspaper. I started crying, he ran off upset again, and then I ran off. At first I went to go check my email, but then I wanted to go somewhere he wouldn’t be likely to find me, so I went to the library and hid behind the magazine stand. After he finally found me, we had a long talk, and eventually we worked it all out. We’re all better again, yay. ^^