This afternoon I am going on a date. An actual, real, he pays for everything date. Is it weird I am slightly terrified? I know I'm probably going to have a good time, for all I know an amazing time. He really seems to have his shit in order. But I've never actually gone on a real date. Out to dinner, sure. Prom, did it. But just a date for no other reason than that he really wants to take me out, never. I guess I'm kind of worried that I won't live up to his expectations about what I'll be, but I can't sweat it. I am what I am, and I hope he can handle that.
On an unrelated note, I wish people were more compassionate.
And I have decided to do a picture a day on a phlog. Link will be posted later.
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