I'm ready to go insane. Actually, I may already be there. If I'm not there, I'm close. I'm walking the fine line between sanity and insanity. I just can't take it anymore. I hate waiting and Wednesday feels so far away.

Last night I pulled Molly aside and told her to seat me at the opposite side of the table from Josh. I just had to be away from him or I would explode. I ended up sitting with Molly and Natalie and as far from Josh as I could get. They did a good job of distracting me.

After dinner we drove to the boardwalk. I stuck to Natalie like white on rice. I needed her there so that there wouldn't be any chance I could throw myself at Josh. He totally knew something was going on. He kept giving me strange looks, but I had to do what I had to do in order to keep my end of the deal.

Tonight Molly and I are going to see him sing with the Doo-Wop guys. Molly says that I should torture him a little so I'm wearing the green shirt that he loves and I've got my hair all curled up for him. I know I shouldn't play games with him, but if I have to go through three more days of torture, he should have to as well.