Aug 11, 2003 00:47
So, I mean, Clay's cute. A lot of guys are. But he's cute (read: sexy, beautiful, amazing, funny, perfect) in a very different way that I can't put a finger on, and I hope I'm not falling for him because I don't have time for this.
He came to my house tonight and basically told me he was really into me, or something. I don't even remember what he said. He needed advice though, and I tried my best to give it to him. I don't think advice is what he came for though.
And now I'm the one who needs it because we've got a date for tomorrow and I don't know what to wear.