19th September 2010.
Two more days before the big 3 months mark.
"A third of the relationship's length is a nice time to grieve and love yourself before embarking on a new one"
Well, that's not bestie's exact words but you get the gist.
So after intense calculation, I'm supposed to be all good on the morning of the 21st September.
I don't think so.
*reads up castration guidebooks*