I have the most wonderful boyfriend in the everlovin' world. Seriously. First, he wrote me a little note of encouragement for my final and stuck it on my keys so I would be sure to see it in the morning before I left. He's cute and kind and cuddly, and laughs at my jokes even when I'm not terribly funny. He went to Best Buy to buy himself a video game and came back with Season 5 of Buffy for me. He's listened to me gripe constantly, from day 1, about Japanese and how hard it is and has been supportive and sweet and hasn't told me to shut my mouth because he's heard it so often. Instead, he offered study suggestions and made me feel better when I was tired. Hell, he even cooked dinner all the nights I was too tired or too mired in flashcards and strange vocabulary words to think about food.
I just don't know why I'm this lucky. But damn I am.