I got three emails this moring, one from Brandon:

Calling around 2pm is good. Yeah lets just meet at Pizza Hut. I drive a silver Ford Escort ZX 2. I can let you know what I am wearing like what hat and jacket when we talk on the phone. Can't wait to hear from you.

aww

My horoscope:

Gemini - Bad behavior shatters a congenial atmosphere. For now, the best response may be to walk away. Rest assured that the situation will be thoroughly discussed once everyone cools off.

Then one from South Haven man:

Jen: hello there. You may already be busy, but have a good day and have fun with dinner. I'll be out today; after I go to church I'm going to head over to kazoo to visit some friends.

Take care.

Hm. I nearly freaked because I thought for a second he was reading my diary (as he knows that I have one on here and if he does read it and is reading it now...then I think it's veryyy rude and invasion of privacy! asshole!)

I don't think he does, but ... you never know, hell Brandon could be reading this. I was going to lock it, but fuck it.

I woke up w/o feeling nervous, one of the paper's correspondants called and said he was dropping off pictures, this was at 8:00 in the morning. I wanted to kill him! My dad answered the door and got the pics. I was happy because I was in my PJ's w/o a bra - as somehow I've grown boobs with my weight loss.

My mom layed in bed with me as my dad talked for like an hour with the guy!

Mom says I look 'normal' now in my weight. I still have my fat mind set here, but I am getting better.

Brandon makes me feel at ease a bit because he weighs more than me, and I know that's wrong, but it's a comfort to me somehow.

Then I wonder if he's just fucking with me ... 'can't wait to hear from you' well? It this some game? Is that sarcasm, is he saying it just to say it? Does he feel like he has to say this?

God.

I wish I knew and could foresee how today would go. I feel good today though, a bit feisty and giddy at the same time, I will have to majorly do my hair and makeup to perfection.

I'm wearing a pair of jeans, a white 'ballet' long sleeved top with this long gray sweater.

My mom says it makes me look thin. It's just to bad my stomach is making strange sounds, I hope I don't get sick to my stomach with my nervousness.

I've been mulling over possibly conversation fillers when you suddenly get that moment of silence, I hate those.

But I will be positive and will be happy! Hooray. It's so sunny out, I almost wish I didn't have to go anywhere today ... just walk outside all day...wow....

Oh well I'll update after I go tonight. Ohh nearly forgot - thanks girlie for talking to me about this yesterday, it did help. I think I will just keep thinking what would Girlie do? lol :) She'd have fun and not worry about little things at all!

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