My god this week has gone really well. I've been hanging out with Steven all week and I've barely had time to write. I helped my friend, Jack calm down a little, She was upset about an ex. I knew it was bound to come up again sooner or later. Happens every time. Never forget your next love, yadda yadda. I slammed my finger in the car door and burnt another finger on a cigarette. I also got into a fight with an old friend, and GOD do I feel good about it. I told him I was tired of him pushing me away. Steven took my bra off at the mall and walked around wearing it. Fourty two people gave weird stares. Six of which did a double take, four of which stared with their jaws dropped, four of which called him sexy, and one of which, being an old man who gave him an intent stare. Haha. Then he hung my bra up on my car antenna. I can't tell you how much I've fallen for him. I truly love him and I hope it works out. We're holding off on sex so we can have a real relationship. I got my car fixed this week, too. And I've definitely been hit up with being shift runner. I can't wait. All I have to do now, is go through training. Pray for me, people.