A Great Time and The Words I Lost

"Everytime I close my eyes it's you again, you again. And everytime I hear your voice I... don't know what to do with myself" Kate Havnevik "You Again"

I began my day with excitement; I had plans to get a drink with someone a girl at school (thanks Lisa!) had set me up with. I grabbed my things and trotted to school with an unusual amount of enthusiasm, not to say I'm always down but I was quite excited.
I was startled with my arrival at school when a dear friend was found crying, so I walked with her into an empty room and did my best to help her out. The reassuring words flowed naturally, as they should when you care about someone.
The bell rang, and I walked her to class, hoping that her day would get better. I went through my day spreading the news about my plans, and happily, my friends cheered me on with unexpected enthusiasm! I makes me feel great to know I have such amazing people that care about me.
When the final bell had rung I hurried home after a few hops and screams with Molly, whose reaction I particularly loved. We seemed to be in sync today.
I took about 20 minutes to pick my outfit, and struggled with my hair (I'm such a project! Tyra help!), and I was ready a few minutes before the car pulled up, awaiting me.
I hopped in and we were off to get some coffee. I had gotten into the conversation me and my date who I shall name Big (1 because I love sex and the city and 2 because he's so much taller than me) were having so much that I forgot to give him directions and we ended up going the wrong way.
We finally made it to Starbucks and got our drinks, making conversation as we did so. Big was quite funny, and very smart. I was enticed by his eyes, they were very innocent looking. I think my eyes are too small to express how I'm feeling.
We had a lot to talk about but my heart was doing spirals and I couldn't process what to say, so I rambled, my hands dancing along with my words.
I couldn't tell wheather Big was bored or not, but I began to feel self-concious. I suppose looking back on it that it's normal to feel that way but I couldn't think straight at the time.
He admitted that he had to be somewhere at 6:30 and we had to leave. On the drive home we talked about movies and music, and he had a Yelle cd! I nearly fell out of my seat I was so excited. Je Veux Te Voir is an awesome song! Big was quite charming and as I got home I couldn't think of what to do so I said "Let's do it again sometime" and went into my house. I wish I had said something else, something finite like "I like you a lot lets get dinner, call me," but I also don't want to seem foreward.
Now I'm shell shocked and I keep repeating the day in my head, wondering if I was interesting enough...
I hope we can continue to see each other, Big and I. But only the future can tell me.