Ok, let's see...
I didn't wear pastel colors.
I didn't go to church.
I didn't watch any Christian programs commemorating Jesus' Resurrection.
I didn't watch the movie Hop (though I wanted to...).
I didn't sign in to gaiaonline.
I did play Papa's Pizzeria, Papa's Freezeria, Papa's Pancakeria, AND Papa's Taco Mia on my computer.
I did flash back to the Tom and Jerry yellow duck exclaiming, "HAPPY EASTUUUH!" And told my mom the same way he did it.
I did take note that my hair was still curly from the previous night's prom.
I did call/text my prom date and smiled at the memories of how much fun we both had.
I did miss him extremely.
I did remembered how I wanted to kiss him but restrained myself.
I did read the text of him saying he wished I did.
I did feel embarassed at first about my constant hesitation but
I [did absolutely NOT regret my refusal to kiss him. I knew I just wasn't ready.
I did feel relief once he told me he understood and that there's always a next time.
I did feel estatic when he hinted at a next time, that he'd be happy for another opportunity.
And I did have a great day.
