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So it's offical, me and Ben are going out now. He asked me out on the 15th, which is nice...and about time. haha. but no, on a serious note, i am SO dead. beyond dead. My dad caught Ben leaving the house this morning, well, he "saw him" walking through the yard (which he didn't) and then he got in his car and drove to the corner where he was sitting, and started yelling at him, but i'm going to try and pull of the "fact" that I have no idea who this person was that my dad was yelling at. God, i hope this apartment goes through. I'm praying it does. and i don't pray. well, i should go, ben's waiting in the car. ...i feel sick. kind of like i want to puke. but not so at the same time.