Awwww, he bought me a lemon. Anyone who actually still reads my diary is probably thinking I'm crazy but Jeremy has sitting in his refrigerator one of those bottled water things with a little spout and a lemon because he knows that I like "fruity water" as he calls it. It's the little things the other two guys I dated never in a million years would have done something like that. Last night we attempted watching "Out Cold" (stupid boy movie with no plot)and ended up fooling around topless. He complimented me on my pretty bras both nights (score major points), the night we watched 8 mile I was wearing a white lace Felina bra which remained on along with my pink pleasant blouse. Last night I wore a red Victoria Secret with black trim and a red striped Tommy shirt neither of which remained on. My period was my morals last night. Even though he didn't even attempt to remove my pants anytime he went near that area I redirected in fear that he could tell that I was wearing a light pad with my tampon. I didn't want to tell him it was THAT time of the month. Instead I just pretended that I had morals. I'm attempting to hold out until the end of the month which will be a world record for me.