Hopeful, Nervous, Happy

Saturday night at 2 AM is when my friend arrived. I ran to meet her and it was so amazing to see her again, it has been so hard not seeing her everyday, but we had an amazing weekend. It was full of great moments. But what I really want to write about is what happened when we met up with the guys we know.

Well.. When she got here it was so late that we literally got in the door, and we were chugging down vodka like there was no tomorrow. We then got a cab and found our way to the club. But, when we got there there was no reception in the club, because it's in a basement, and it sucked, I was almost giving up on us meeting them, my hope was gone, and I felt like shit. But it was at that moment, that my friend saw them passing, and she grabbed the guy I likes arm and literally shouted "You!", I turned, and there he was, smiling, that beautiful smile of his and we said hi, hugging. It was great. The night proceeded, we danced, we talked, and most of all, we made out (...a lot).

I don't know what it is about him, but I just like him so much, it's scary, especially because I hardly know him.. But I just have this feeling that he is a good one. I've had that feeling ever since I met him, and I know that might sound stupid, but I just feel it in my gut.

I'm going on a date on Thursday and to be honest I am proper scared shit-less, I am just so nervous. But, well... wish me luck.