This is going to be short, Carol, sorry.

I'm going out on a date tonight, like a real date. It was all my idea, actually, I got kind of sick of Maya choosing pretty much everything that we do, so I decided that I'd take her out to a nice restaurant for dinner and surprise her.

Maya has no idea. I told her to dress nice but that's it. I conveniently picked a restaurant that's only a couple blocks way from Maya's apartment, so they could easily walk there. I really hope she's surprised, because if she's not then I'm going to feel really lame.

I had to ask my mom for money so I could pay for the restaurant, but that's all the help I needed in arranging all of this.

I'm sitting here wearing an itchy dress-shirt and a tie, I'm wearing a tie, and fancy shoes that I've only worn once before. I personally think I look pretty good, and my step brother came in and told me that I looked nice. I may look nice, but this shirt is the most uncomfortable thing I've ever put on my body.

I'm so excited, I've never been on a fancy date like this before and I know it's only dinner but k feel like it's really special. I think I'm mostly just excited because I know that Maya's going go be excited, and that makes me really excited.

Do you ever say or look at a word for so long that it starts to look like it's not real? That's how I feel about the word excited. It's giving me a headache.

So I was going to have my mom drive me to Maya's apartment but then I decided that it would be really lame to show up in my mom's minivan so I'm just going to walk. I need my exercise anyway.

Okay, that's kind of a lie. I don't really need to exercise that much, I'm pretty skinny and I have like no muscles. That's not the point, though, the point is that I don't want to look like a dork in my mom's minivan so I'm going to walk to Maya's apartment.

I'm stalling. Even though I'm really excited (there's that word again), I'm really nervous and I'm trying to take as long as possible to actually get going.

I just don't want to fuck up. I really want this to work out, and even though at this point I'm pretty sure that Maya's too nice to break up with me over something stupid like me messing up on our date. I don't know, I guess I'll be fine.

Well, I think I have to go now, because I need to walk to Maya's apartment and get there by 6:30 so we can get to the restaurant by 7. I have this all planned out, I've been thinking about this dinner for the last couple days. I'm so.... I don't know another word for excited.

I'll write more about my date when it's over!