Dear Diary, Oh dear. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I am shaking. My stomach is in knots. Sometimes I am so STUPID. Well, Morgan/KJ found me a date. We went to Calloways, which was delicious. I want to go back there, it was so yummy! Then we went to KJ's house to watch a movie. That was... strange? nice? uncomfortable? And then my date walked me to my car... and oh my goodness. He wanted to kiss me. I said no. He tried to kiss me. I said I couldn't. It was awkward. Oh dear. Oh dear, what have I done? What has HE done? I felt bad, though. He seemed so... vunerable. I was almost tempted to give in... but I said no, and we drove away. I don't handle these situations very well. KISSING. I've never been kissed. But I want it to be something... magical. Something that I'll remember with a smile for the rest of my life. Maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic... I just want it to be with someone I really and truly care about... maybe even love. I am so confused. I don't feel very well. Love, Lisa Ann