"... my girlfr... well, flirt, really..." --- I said that in the middle of a sentence, a bit more than a month ago, back when I still wasn't quite sure how I felt; after all, it wasn't long before that I was confused and was trying to see how my body reacts.

A month ago exactly today, she and I had an evening together, and I mentioned this (I was a bit shy)... with a look of anticipation on her eyes, she asked me if I wanted her to be my girlfriend. Yes, I did, and yes, I do.

A month goes quickly sometimes . Today is a bit special, thusly.

There really is something about Twilight, and I think I'm starting to see how.