So I guess I'm dating again.
That's real nice I suppose. I finally pulled myself out of my dreary depression, my anxiety levels are mostly down, and the crippling factor of these attacks is at low levels.
I met him at Target. (in August)
I went to target with my best friend Lindsey to help her find some shorts to wear on our trip to Montana. We were waiting for her mom to pick us up on the bench by the exits when she waved to the guy loading shopping carts, the cart Shepard, as I like to call them, and he came over to us. Of course, he was someone she is friends with, as usual she sees at least three people she knows when we go out in public together. So we talked to him while waiting. He was really funny and I thought he was rather attractive. But of course, I tried to act casual because I'm a dork who doesn't know how to flirt. Several minutes of conversation passed, and Lindsey's mother arrived and the cart shepard had to return to his herd, so we said goodbye to him and were on our way.
On the way to her mother's vehicle I nonchalantly express that I thought her friend was cute.
Apparently, no less than two minutes after I said this, she got a text from the cart Shepard, saying that he thought I was cute.
AKFSKLJIBAVIBQQP
We exchanged numbers. Immediately the doubt monster breathes down my neck.
Oh no what have I done
this always seems to happen when I make new friends. I want out immediately. I told myself to calm the heck down and just get to know the guy. Which I did. We texted for about a month and I grew rather fond of the guy. He asked me out, I accepted (the beginning of September)
AND LEMME TELL YOU, THAT WAS THE MOST FUN FIRST DATE I HAVE EVER BEEN ON IN MY ENTIRE YOUNG LIFE.
First we went to get ice cream, then we walked around downtown for like, an hour and a half; then we went to the mall (and he kept trying to buy me things but I wouldn't let him), and we went to sears, and stood in front of the air conditioners on display because it was really hot, and then we sat on these neat little stool chairs in front of a television display and watched Kung-Fu panda on silent for twenty minutes.
IT
WAS
GREAT.
He is a pun master, he likes Disney movies, he's a huge dork. We're soul-mates.
Then as we left the mall he made his move, putting his arm around me. Then I was all,
ah what the heck, and said, "Hey can you hold this for me while we walk?" holding out my hand.
We then walked like that, hand in hand, back to his vehicle, and then we went to Toys R Us and then we went back to my house and I may or may not have made out with him oops
But whatever I am dating him now and
I'M IN LOVE I'M IN LOVE AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT!
So for my costume I finally found a suitable wig to use. The Spirit of Halloween store we have in town doesn't really have a very big wig selection unfortunately. The first wig I bought was horrendous and it looked nothing like the picture and I was pissed, the picture was platinum blond and long but the actual wig was kind of this gross dirty blond and it was really thin. So I returned it and searched and searched for a different wig but all of them were that same gross blond color. I was about to give up when I spotted the Game of Thrones costume section and saw a Daenerys wig that was the perfect white blond color. But both of those selections were still too thin. But then down the isle in front of them was some knock-off GoT stuff and I found a knock off Daenerys wig called 'dragon princess wig'. It was perfect! it was the same color only way longer and fuller.
this one to be exact. I took out all of the braids and brushed it out, then divided the fringe and braided the rest. I cut the fringe shorter and now I all I have to do is style the fringe to get that look Elsa's got going there. Thanks GoT fandom for your contribution.
And in conclusion I can honestly say that senioritis has completely set in. I can hardly bring myself to do anything in any of my classes. I put the 'pro' in procrastination. I have a worksheet to do in personal finance that I should've been able to finish in class, but instead I wasted the entire class not doing it. And in English I have like five chapters + reading logs to do from the book we're reading and I haven't even finished reading chapter one. I can't
I c-
I can't do this
I give -9035234672789% (and counting) fucks the farther into the year we get. Hnnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh
But I guess things are going pretty okay these days.