we've got nothing to loose except me, this and you

So I reaaaally should be cleaning my room right now… naaaaahh.

I woke up this morning to Mum barging in my room with my cell phone…

“I think you got a text message.”
“….what? Why are you in here?”
“Your phone is making noises.”
“Oh… give it to me…”

I sort of thought that it was one of those junk text messages that I get from time to time from heaven knows where. But turns out Ryan decided to send me a picture of himself. I was actually pretty happy (even though it wasn’t the greatest picture. He looked like he’d just come from a prison camp.) I couldn’t figure out if it was a video or not, but I had it as my background all day. Then I took it off, in case someone found it. Like Sarah. He says he’s gonna call me later.

But GUESS WHAT ELSE???

I got asked out by Pete! We went to A-1 Diner last night for coffee. We were only there an hour, but it was nice. I guess we’re hanging out on Saturday. Probably this time we should go out and do something instead of just sitting in a restaurant. He’s super quiet and I am not the most talkative person ever, so there were a few rough spots, but I managed to get out of them pretty easily. I’m hoping that Saturday goes better.

But the weird thing is that I feel super guilty going with Pete. I really shouldn’t. It’s not like I really have any actual ties to Ryan. Technically, we’re barely friends and… well whatever. But when I got back from the date last night I ended up talking to ryan for an hour. Then when I got off the phone I just thought about how much easier it is to talk to Ryan than pete. But I’ve decided that… well… I’m not going to let it bother me.

And now… cleaning/naptime.

♥ Amanda