Dates are for gentlemen.

I woke up with the determination to get lots of things done, and I kind of did. I decided I want to throw a party for my 22nd birthday this year, and Chase had the idea to make it also an album release party. So I started looking up places to find out how much they charge to burn and print CDs and such. Then I went to the college and finished writing a song for the piano, as well as practicing my classical music. I have to write two more songs.

Austin picked me up at 7:00 p.m. for our date. We went to Outback Steakhouse, and I got my favorite meal. Then we played mini golf at Laser Mania and I totally won. After that, we went to Frost Top and got glaciers. Mmmm. Then we just drove around a while talking, and went back to my house and talked some more.

I haven't kissed anyone all year muhahaha I got this.
I also haven't had any soda. I'm doin so good.
Want to know something sad? There are only three boys in this entire city I would date to marry. Three. Out of almost 75,000 people. The sad part of that is, not one of them cares about me one bit. Sigh. This is why I need to move to Provo. There are so many more cool people there.

People are stupid and just want to be loved. That’s the only reason anyone does anything.