One week and a date.

Friday last week I saw transformers. Split between two of my best buddies, I tried not to cry about Josh but it evenually poured and I had to go take care of my mascara that flooded my worn out face. This friday (tonight) I sat next to a guy on a date as he evenually went to grab my hand and hold it secure for the next hr or so. I am full of mixed emotions and rebounding keeps popping up in my head. I'm hesitent to trust anyone or let anyone back in at this point. He seems like he wants to go out again, we will see..wanna take anything slowwww.