It's Always 5:00 Somewhere

So, I finished all my finals on Wednesday and then had 20 hours to pick out an outfit to wear on my date with K. Julia and I decided it should be nice-casual, but warm (because it was under 20 degrees), so I ended up wearing a nice brown sweater dress with jeans, a green scarf, and my new winter coat.

I woke up Thursday morning feeling ridiculously nervous, and spent all of breakfast worrying to my friends about my date, because I'm such an awkward and bizarre person that of course I was going to screw something up.
"I think you need to chill out" Mikayla told me, "I have some rum and some cider in my room, if that would help." And that's how I ended up drinking at 10:00 in the morning, less than an hour after I woke up. But hey, it's always 5:00 somewhere, right?

The date itself went really well, much better than I expected. I was a little worried about getting there and having an awkward "who pays for this" moment, especially since I was the one who invited him. I solved this problem by showing up 5 minutes early to the cafe (he suggested the more upscale place near campus) and buying my own coffee. I was also having horrible visions of us just sitting in silence, staring awkwardly and unattractively at each other as we raced through possibly conversation topics in our mind. This did not happen; we talked easily for an hour or so, although we tended to switch topics rapidly and without finishing them. Normally, I dislike making small talk, but I had a really good time talking to K. After an hour, we headed back to campus in the snow. When we parted, he told me that we should do this again after the break, to which I enthusiastically agreed.

All in all, I would call it a Successful Date, especially since there's going to be a second date!