It's my last night at the swim club. I thought I'd be excited about the weekend but I'm sad. I keep looking around and thinking that this is the end of something. I don't think next summer is going to be the same. Henry is working on getting a full time job. Josh is graduating next spring so he probably won't be back and a lot of my friends are talking about summer internships for next year. It's sad to think that next year this place will be filled with all new faces. :(

Anyway, my date with Josh was good. We went to a nice restaurant in Philadelphia and then walked along Penn's Landing afterwards. It was interesting...he told me that he was worried I was going to tell him that it wasn't going to work out between us. I thought something weird was going on with him, but I never would have guessed that he was worried. It never entered my mind, but I guess after the way we ended things in April I can understand why he was worried. I told him that things are different this time. We've spent the past two months getting to know each other all over again. We have worked through all the stuff from the past and we've ended up in a much better place.

After our conversation things were much more relaxed and we've been hanging out together pretty much every moment that we're not at work. Oh, and last night he was so sweet. I had told him on Sunday night that I missed dancing with him. So last night we were hanging out on his back patio and he put on music and danced with me. It was so romantic with the stars and that amazing moon that was out. I keep asking myself how I got so lucky...

Tomorrow Josh is going to help me move a lot of my things to Nat's. I spent a few hours driving back and forth yesterday. Who knew I had so much stuff? I think Aunt Lu is glad to get it all out of her house!

I think we're going to stay at Nat's tomorrow night and then head down to Molly's house at the beach on Friday. It's my birthday weekend and Molly has promised me that the gang is going to take me out to dinner to celebrate.

I am just so unbelievably glad that Josh doesn't go to England until after my birthday. I am so afraid I'm going to fall apart when he leaves. I can't even bear the thought of it. For now I'm trying not to think about it. When I think about it I start to freak out. We haven't really talked about it and I don't know what's going to happen. For now I just need to enjoy being with him. He's told me that he loves me so I'm just going to try to have faith in that and not stress.