Because I was sick and drained last night, I was totally calm about this whole date thing. Now that I've had some rest, I'm pretty much freaking out. I sit here at the McDonalds, eatin a several day old Valentine's Day cookie from the vending machine because I can't afford McDonalds. My stomach is jumpy and gets jumpier everytime I think about the fact that this is kinda my first real date ever. I mean, I had a boyfriend for 6 years, but when someone asks you out in high school, that means you are together, not going out on a date. I have to fight the urge to call this guy my boyfriend.

I will fill everyone in on our date when I get back. If I get back! HA!