hi, journal.
alright so this is a huge deal. i just got home and it's hard to process this.
well yeah, remember how i thought maybe i'd like take him out somewhere?
somehow i mustered the courage and he said yes. i asked him and he, yes him, dream, said yes. i almost disintegrated on the spot. this still all doesn't seem real but here i am. what if i don't actually like him but just want to be good friends, and my mind has screwed it up?
no, that's stupid.
so i guess i'm going on a 'date' with dream. wow.
hm, well anyways it's later tonight and we're going out to dinner and go to some arcade. i figured that since we both like video games.
i'm such a nervous wreck right now, i don't know what i should wear, does he think it's actually weird, or does he not wanna go but just said yes to be nice?
these are all things running through my head that i don't know how to stop. well, anxiety gang am i right?
i'm looking forward to this but i'm also not.
i noticed like i feel like that about a lot of things while looking through this journal. my feelings are so messed up.
it's the end of school and i'm getting ready to go out so i'll have to write later. i'll bring my journal with me mid-dinner so that when i go to the washroom i can freak out and document what happened. or if anything will happen.
anyways,
yours,
george.
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