I've had the song Yellow by Coldplay in my head all day, 'on repeat'. It's lovely.
Sam took me to the White Horse in Abingdon for a meal this evening (he paid, rejecting my offer to go halves because he knows I need to save to pay my mum back for my gym membership and our holiday, aww!) because I've been craving pub food ever since the sun came out. We couldn't get a table outside because it was packed but we did the next best thing (sat at a table by an open door, looking out onto the beautiful view car park). Was a really nice meal though, and afterwards we went for a walk, then went back to his house and lay on the trampoline in his back garden and watched the stars made out a lot. We had a an argument about whether one of the constellations looked like a frying pan or not (it didn't...) and found a lot of things really funny in a giddy, tipsy way. Sam looked all smiley and happy, so I told him 'You look all smiley and happy...' and he said 'Well, you're here...' and kissed me on my forehead.
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It's ridiculous how dizzyhappy it makes me when he says things like that.
