Oh for cute!

It's been a while since you've had to hear about the boy... it's been a roller coaster of a few days. Between finals, moving and the boy I've been pretty stressed about life. My sleeping has been suffering, and emotions have been going up and down. Since last Tuesday I saw the boy every day except yesterday. And it's been so fun, we've been doing some crazy things (like bonfires, jumping in the Provo river, flying kites out of car windows, staying out till 2am (probably the craziest of all the decisions)) and it's been fun, but hard. Monday night we were out walking, and he brought up what to do over the summer with 'us'... neither of us are really articulate, so it causes some weirdness. He told me that he was, I forget the word he used, but it was something akin to being afraid of commitment, and so he doesn't do it. This frustrated me because I don't really do things like hold hands... spend every waking moment with him, etc. without feeling that there should be some level of commitment. After some of the conversations we have had, I would be all for a commitment. I'm not talking a ring or anything, just... something. So I went home that night frustrated and a little confused. I wondered if he was lying to me, or if he was super flawed (it would be the first flaw that I've come up to...) or my old insecurities popped up again (ugh!).
So yesterday I didn't see him, then today I was done with my finals (!!!!!!!!) and work and cleaning (!!!!!!!) and he asked if I wanted to hang out. So I went to his house, and we walked (in the rain) to Smiths (I had my car, but walking was fun and I had my umbrella), and we got Ice Cream and Up! and we went back to his house and had ice cream and watched up and cuddled a little, and it was nice. Then we went for a walk (it had stopped raining by then), and we just talked about whatever. After a little while I told him that I had been thinking about what we'd talked about Monday. I told him what I expected from the summer. I didn't want to use the word "expected" like I was setting the terms, but it was all I could come up with. So I told him that I didn't want whatever we have going on to stop simply because it is summer and we're not in the same state. I also told him that I didn't think the other extreme of being love sick was any good either. He was pretty clear that he did not want that either. Which I think is the root of his commitment-phobia. Anyway, so i told him that I wanted us to talk, and write letters and keep "this" going, and still be good friends. And he thought about it, and he agreed. So that's what we'll do. We'll talk, and we'll write letters and it will be fine. Really, if he comes to visit me in Seattle, we only are apart for a little over 2 months. I can do that. And then...quite possibly the cutest moment of my life thus far:
It was after midnight, and so houses were off limits, and he asked if I wanted to hear a song. So he went and grabbed his guitar and we went up a block from his apartment to where there is a swing hanging from a tree. I sat in the swing and he played guitar and sang to me! It was so fun (and not only because every girl who walked by was totally jealous of me ;) ). I also just love swinging!
Then he walked me to my car so that I could go home because he and I are having breakfast with my parents tomorrow morning at 0900 hours. I'm excited for them to meet him... but a little nervous too. We'll see how that goes. Now, I must go to bed! G'night!

I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning to build my ship