!!LONG TEXT AHEAD!!
I feel obligated to correct this journal, and actually explain it, so here is what happened:
Last week, I had 3 dates: Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
Thursday went as sweet as it could be, tottaly awesome.
Friday was nice, nothing out of ordinary, just friends hanging out, I couldn't make a move, don't know why.
Saturday things got fucked up. Let's call the girl from thursday as J, and the one from saturday as B. So, I was supposed to meet B in the afternoon, at the park. In the morning I was talking to J, and she was like, completely cold with me, like we had never hooked up at all. Weiiiiird, but okay, at least I wa