regretful descent

each time i go to type whati am about to type, i have to rub my tmeples and breathe slowly. i am, the stupidest person ever.

i went to shabooms last night (a local bar) and went dancing with alexia, keenan and this girl nicole who turned out to be in my political behavior class. it was great, i had so much fin dancing, i was responsible and safe.

i was dancing with this guy drew for a good portion of the night. and when i left he asked me for my phone number. i gave it to him. he is gorgeous, there was no reason not to. so he called me at about 2:30 in the morning, i was awake but i didn’t answer my phone.

he asked me if i would go to dinner with him and left all of these compliments on my voicemail. i then realized what a disaster this was going to be, obviously he thinks i am in college.

so he called me again this afternoon, as i was stepping out of the shower. he asked me out to dinner and i said yes, i figure dinner is at a public place it is alright, i won’t be date raped. then he tells me about his child. and that is what makes me feel so sick. i am 17 years old, and going on a date with a guy who has a kid. I AM STILL A KID MYSELF! does anyone else realize the problem?

so i am freaking out. alexia said to just tell him i don’t want any kind of relationship because i am moving away soon anyways. and i would have said that anyway, but my dilema is that i am going on a date with a guy who has a kid. jesus christ, i just need to talk to someone who has more constructive ideas than lexi. but cancelling is not an option, i feel awful doing things like that. uhg, i quit life.