June 20th, 1983
Okay, so it's been roughly a week since the MOST IMPULSIVE AND LIKELY VERY STUPID thing happened to me. Well. And Will, since it is sort of impossible for just one person to get married.
AHHHHHH. Will and myself got married. WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WERE WE THINKING.
It has not sunk in yet and every time it starts to a little I start to FREAK OUT (sort of where I'm heading now, I think....) because we are so in over our heads that it's not even funny. It's all legal and everything and we are stuck for the time being-
-Though I guess it could be worse, to look on what possible bright side I can dig out of this. I mean, a girl could do worse than to get married to a bloke she admitted she was in love with, right?
BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN THIS IS OKAY because neither of us expected to-
Also, what sort of married woman is still a vir-
Gods, I'm almost to embarrassed to even write it out. It still weirds me out to think of it, to be quite honest and I'm sure that's not normal.
I need to tell Ren. I can't keep this a secret from her much longer. I'm supposed to have dinner with her in the next couple of days (or maybe I'll even drop in tonight, who knows) so I'll have to tell her then. God. I don't even know what her reaction will be like.
"I don't even know." Seems to be the understatement of the year.