image from Georg Williams While driving home yesterday evening after my Big Funny Guy (BFG) broke the news of his arrival date, it started to sink in to me... "OMG! He's coming to KL!"

EXT. Busy street. midnite lily slams car breaks and stops n the middle of the street.

No, I didn't do that. But I could've. I really freaked out in my head. I couldn't believe that I had said all the things I did in my blog... about wanting him to meet my parents and a whole lot of other stuff I never thought I'd say or consider doing. It wasn't the me I knew, or as FiG would say, the me I was three years ago.

It's starting to feel all very crazy, but exhillarating at the same time. I was freaking out because I guess I was comfortable in the present situation of our online relationship. Just seeing him online every day, chatting on YM or Skype and sms'... Not that we never spoke about meeting. It was eventual. I just suddenly felt awaken by this reality.

I just had to talk to him about it last night when I got home. And geez, did he make it easier on me by telling me he'd be at the arrival gate with a chorus of passengers from his flight singing Elvis Presley songs!!!