Chanel.

So the date? You wanna know about it? Yeah? You do?

Too bad. Maybe I'll include some sneaky little details throughout this blog, but you may just have to read and find out. You'll have to run yourself through the daily ramblings of my life for a bit!

I'm sitting at High Point, and yes, I heard the boy with the seducing voice sing. I was really late and so I missed alot of his show, but I gave him a big wave afterwards and he came marching up, free CD in hand. I wrapped him in a hug i don't think he expected and I'm sure the best part of my later night will be indulging my ears in my newest CD. I finally learned his name too....Jordan :).

Right now there's a boy singing a song with some massive passion behind it. The main lyric being.

" I kissed a drunk girl....wooo hooooo......I kissed a drunk girl."

I love it.

I stayed in bed most of the day, as I haven't been feeling th greatest, until I decided I really needed/wanted to go get my nails done. Te green was bugging me, and I wanted black, so I went tanning, showered, curled and hit the freeway. I rather enjoy traveling via highway every where I go. It's quicker and my need for speed and passing is always fulfilled.

I arrived at my shopping center of choice, Southtowne. There is so many within miles of me but this one has my favorite little Vietnamese Nail Lady; Jenny :). Before I made it to the shop, my eyes locked on a purchase I've been wanting for toooo long, a Chanel Designer Bag. It sounds illy to drop dollars on a creatively pieced together scrap of fabric, but I just can't help to want what I want. Moge & I had always joked that someday our loving boyfriends would get us those designer bags we always wanted. As I'm boyfriendless, and have been boyfriendless for coming upon a year, I knew it was time to take things into my own hands. Right?

Right.

I'm the proud new owned of a Chanel purse and matching wallet.

I love Love LOve LOVe LOVE it!

I got my nails done, bought some cute new jeans, and now here I sit.

In other news, Moge has Meningitis and I'm incredibly worried about her. If she gets worse, I'm driving to Oregon regardless of my job. I just can't leave her in a hospital without having her Bestie there.

Okay, the date. The boy, Matt, was cuter then when I had seen him the day before. We met for coffee and he was late. Of course, I'm not shy about my obsession with accountability and he apologized.

It's okay, you can say it, I'm a bitch. Heh. Oh well.

Anyways, he didn't want coffee and decided we need to see a movie. I wanted to see Shutter, him some boy-action movie, and we decided on a late showing of Shutter. We roamed, ate some food, and I even met his friends who later texted him to say I was beautiful and a good choice. It's nice to make brownie points with friends. We played 20 questions about each other and set off for the show. The movie was okay, not as good as I wanted it to be, and he snuck his hand into mine when walked to my car. I went to drive him back to his really cute 2005 Audi, I got lost, and we ended the night with a sweet little hug and a peck on the cheek.

Now for the gritty.

He's gorgeous, just the looks in a guy I really like. Dark haired and eyed, nice body, tall, and has some interesting ethnicity as both his grandparents are from Spain. He's funny, sarcastic, harassing, and takes my subtle teasings. I had to poke at him, make sure he wasn't a whiner or a sissy, and he only through it back, which kept me interested.

Now i realize it's the first date, and forgive me for overanalyzing, but we have some differences. He's, a party animal. He throws them, goes to them, looks for them, probably 70% of his non-sleeping life. He wanted to make lots of money someday, and when asked what his single most important life goal was, that was it. Granted, I wanna make boo-koo dollars someday too, family, motherhood and super-wife status are my always my bottom line. I can tell he's stubborn and he admitted to the fact that he's never had a real relationship; that is just never worked out the right way for him. He's living at home as he had some issues with some roommates and he's starting his own business, a business someone convinced him would make him millions. There's a few, or maybe alot, of other things he mentioned, that set off small alarms in my brain.

Yep. I'm young, I don't need to be fitting this boy for marriage, but I can't help but be a little taken a back. I always put myself in positions with boys who cause me trouble, and he just seems like he's another challenge. Yah, he's cute, sweet throughout the date, would be a fun person to party with, and has a smile I adore. But at the same time, I see him challenging me later on.

Silly bad boys.

All in all, I'm going to see him again later on this week. He up and decided today to drive to Nevada to see a friend and so I have more time to sit and think on it.

I gotta get him, Im'a watch a scary movie. And listen to my CD :)

<3 you. Shan.