I bucked up the courage to talk to 'gym boy'. We've been texting none stop since Saturday morning; this is so surreal. He seems amazing: his smile knocks me off my feet, the cute things he says make me even more dazed. What does someone like this see in little old me? He told me he's been 'dying to speak to me' since I first smiled at him and I honestly think that was it: I've not touched the ground or stopped grinning since. 

On Saturday we're going to spend the evening together and I really hope it lives up to my expectations. As long as we laugh and smile together I think this could be the start of what I was hoping for. I want to experience our first kiss, I want to feel the way his heart beats and look at him with bright eyes in hope he'll kiss me again. 

I've never had this before - I've always dated people I know... People I've been friends with and grown to adore, this is so new to me. I like learning about him, discovering his favourite films and favourite foods. He's promised me a game of twenty questions on Saturday and i'm almost giddy to learn and laugh with him. I don't ever get this soppy. I am pessimistic about relationships: for some reason I have a feeling inside of me that suggests this might be worth throwing myself into.

Call me  a daydreamer , i'll be your believer.