I did it! I am a free woman. I can't believe the bravery of me. Have you ever seen such courage? Okay, so it doesn't seem like that big of a deal to most of you, but it was to me. I had to walk past his office like four times before I actually went in and told him I'm not comfortable with dating co-workers. And he seemed cool with it, so all's well that ends well.

Oh yeah, and I can't take all the credit for being so brave. I did a lot of praying. And the scripture "And I have put my words in thy mouth, and have covered thee in the shadow of mine hand" really helped too.

The formal dance is on Friday. I have my dress and my accessories, so life is good. I hate dances though, so I'm not sure how well this story will end.

Especially since I have fallen for someone other than my date. Not that Perfectboy isn't perfect, and not that I don't still have a faint interest in him, because I do. But my interest in him has been overshadowed by my crush on my Sunday School teacher, for whom I need a nickname. Ha ha. Nickname.

I've had this crush for a while, as you might know from reading past entries. It is just recently that I found out he definitely is not dating the girl I thought he was, and he actually talks to me now, as opposed to before when he ignored me.

In contrast to the sick feeling in my stomach over the 'tell Mike the truth' issue, I've also had this giddy feeling for the past two days because of my crush. I haven't felt that in a looong time. It's nice.

The thing is, I think me and this guy have great potential for being on the same wavelength and understanding each other, but at the same time, since the potential is so great, so is the risk. I can see myself getting hurt by this. And who wants that?

Oh, and also I found out this guy is three years younger than me. Not a big deal, but a little strange all the same.

Song on my life soundtrack: Sick of Myself, Matthew Sweet

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