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Monday, 17th March – On the verge of war. We’ve been going out for almost exactly two weeks now (kissed in that Laotian restaurant last Monday, then slept together the next evening. Saw her again that Saturday, then went to her place on Monday after class: sex – then coffee). She came round to see me on Saturday. I couldn’t get it up. She was very cool about it, though. Is this the real thing? I want it to be, so much – seems too good to be true: no flaws in her at all (so far). Told her I loved her at the Malaysian place on the 13th …