Shana~
It's been so long since I've been on a date—one that I actually care about, one that I want to succeed—that I am second-guessing everything, from my choice of clothes to the way to wear my hair. I know it's silly to act like a schoolgirl at twenty-seven years old, but I can't seem to help it.
This morning after copious amounts of coffee, Stephen gave me a pep talk, which was sweet because I could tell he is still upset about seeing Max. He's also not feeling too well. I think it's because he fell asleep before eating many of the nachos. I, on the other hand, made sure the plate was clean before placing it out in the hall. I won't tell my mother, but I think the nachos saved me. Even though I wasn't one hundred percent behind ordering them, I admit that I was feeling a bit tipsy
