Today was very inter­est­ing. Jamie's been really tired all day. But we had planned yes­ter­day for her to come home with me today to meet my par­ents. It went pretty well. I think my mom likes her, but there was a problem …

We spent most of the night here in my room. I put some music on, turned the lights off, and we just had fun. Noth­ing seri­ous, by any means. But dur­ing this, my mom embarassed me extremely when she came into my room — for­tu­nately, Jamie was able to put her bra and shirt back on by the time my mom came in. But as we were about to leave, I told my mom that I really didn't appre­ci­ate her embarass­ing me like that. Then she got pissed. She said that she "didn't feel com­fort­able" with my door being closed, and that this was "her house, and I couldn't tell her what to do". I left with that …

On the way to Jamie's house, she told me that she had a lot of fun tonight. I told her the same. We talked for a lit­tle bit in front of her house …

Last night, she had told me that she was scared of some­thing. It took me a while to get it out of her, but she finally told me that she was "scared of los­ing me". I reas­sured her that I wasn't going any­where, that my heart belongs to her. And on the way home tonight, she took my hand and told me that she wasn't scared anymore …

Our rela­tion­ship is really evolv­ing. I felt so good with her here in my room. She's learn­ing to open her­self up to me, and to trust me. I can now do the same. I am com­pletely in love with her. She is so wonderful.

Prom is only about 3 days away. I'm so excited. No mat­ter what hap­pens, it's going to be one of the best nights of my life …