How can we not be under sexual tension? It seems like everything is foreplay- telling dirty jokes, watching movies in the cinema, cooking together. And there is no hope of release in the near future.

Watched Loving Annabelle. It's about a tentative relationship between a boarding school student and her poetry teacher. The student is wild, passionate and persistent. Throughout the movie, I was holding my breath, indulging in the painful struggles of the teacher, finally releasing when she succumbs. The movie has a sad ending; the teacher is arrested, and the strong girl cries as she is taken away.



The space between what's wrong and right,
You will find me waiting for you.
All your fortresses go down in the night.
To the dawn I'll see you through.

I miss so much being a girl. I miss those tentative friend/relation-ships with movies and popcorn and tears and tissues, with awkward brushes of hands, testing of waters, cheeky messages under the covers at night. Andy is damned right, I'm the queen of fanatasizing.