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Today was such a shitty/marvelous day. It was insane. After begging my dad all day to let me take his car, he finally, grudgingly lets me. And I back it into a trashcan and get a huge dent in the back. He was livid and ready to murder something or someone (me). So basically, I have to pay for the repairs. Which sort of puts an end to the other plans I had for my money, like going to Greece. Looks like Greece might have to wait. :(
Sucks, right?
But today was my date with Bryan, so that was cool. He picked me up and took me back to Collingswood to get sushi. There was an antique carshow going on and live music and all- have I ever mentioned I looooove a nice day in Collingswood? Well, I do. And Bryan was really great company. On the way back to his car, he said, "Hold my hand when you cross the street." Which is something my mom ALWAYS says no matter how old I get, so I instinctively stuck out my hand. But then... he held it... for a really long time. I find hand-holding awkward as hell. He didn't know that. But I guess it all went well because he asked me out again. I can sort of see this being like the thing with Sam... awkwardly long hugs and intellectual conversation over some sort of ethnic food. (Those two guys should meet each other, I think they'd fall in love..) Anyways, anything to change the channel in my head. It's been Al-Johnzeera 24/7 up in here. Still. So pathetic, I actually am craaaaving another night with John- kid's got me wrapped around his finger!
Oh, and after this date I went to go meet the people I'm babysitting for this summer. The whole family is SO, SO sweet! Something tells me this will be very easy.
So you see? Shitty things, good things. Whadda day.
Sucks, right?
But today was my date with Bryan, so that was cool. He picked me up and took me back to Collingswood to get sushi. There was an antique carshow going on and live music and all- have I ever mentioned I looooove a nice day in Collingswood? Well, I do. And Bryan was really great company. On the way back to his car, he said, "Hold my hand when you cross the street." Which is something my mom ALWAYS says no matter how old I get, so I instinctively stuck out my hand. But then... he held it... for a really long time. I find hand-holding awkward as hell. He didn't know that. But I guess it all went well because he asked me out again. I can sort of see this being like the thing with Sam... awkwardly long hugs and intellectual conversation over some sort of ethnic food. (Those two guys should meet each other, I think they'd fall in love..) Anyways, anything to change the channel in my head. It's been Al-Johnzeera 24/7 up in here. Still. So pathetic, I actually am craaaaving another night with John- kid's got me wrapped around his finger!
Oh, and after this date I went to go meet the people I'm babysitting for this summer. The whole family is SO, SO sweet! Something tells me this will be very easy.
So you see? Shitty things, good things. Whadda day.