Dynamite's Diary - 7th February 2022

You will NOT believe it. Steve asked me on a date! He texted me about it today. Sure, we've been on a few before, but he's suggesting Valentine's Day next week! I have never been so excited. I'm still trying to think about what to wear so that I'll look nice.

As usual, Dad's getting all iffy about the whole business. In fact, he's having more of a huff about it than usual. He was going on about how Steve's way too obsessed with asking me on dates and that he barely has any personality. Um, hello? The only reason he comes off like that is probably because he isn't as crazy as the other people I know in my life.

I tried to play it cool. I told him that Steve was a nice guy and that the "worst" thing he ever did was accidentally throw a basketball in my face that one time in sports. Which, fun fact, was actually how we ended up bonding with each other in the first place. And that was back in elementary school.

He wasn't convinced. "You were already going out with him when you were ten! That was so weird! What kind of kids go on dates when they're ten?!"

Hey, he's the same guy that makes perverted jokes on a daily basis. Since when does he have room to talk about my early love life? But ultimately I just left it at that. You just can't reason with Dad when he's like that.

As for other business, I'm thinking through my plans on my future dream bedroom. Last week's attempt was a complete disaster, so maybe it would be best if I put more thought into it. Jotting it all down here would provide a good start.

Of course it would have to involve a crimson wall with a red and black checkered carpet. The contrast works well and the crimson shade means that there won't be too much red. Maybe add some white skulls to it too to add some more pizzazz. I'm also thinking of plastering the walls with some action movie posters and ones of my favorite rock star celebs to make it more "me".

I would have a large flat-screen TV on the wall and a sofa I can just flop onto so I can watch my favorite flicks and eat snacks at the same time. I would be able to store all of my games consoles and games inside so I can have play them in private without Dad insisting on joining in every time. I'd also have my own gaming desk with a super luxurious matching chair so I can play games and stream to my heart's content.

I'd have to have a bed too, obviously. It's not called a "bedroom" for nothing, after all. Have a nice bed cover, probably with red and black on it. I'd probably have a few stuffed toys as well. Just for aesthetic purposes though. I'm a teenager after all. It's not like I still play with those things... ¬_¬

I'd also have to add an en-suite bathroom with a toilet, sink and shower just so I don't have to walk out into Dad's place whenever I need to get washed or use the toilet. Makes it much easier that way. And then I'll probably have an oven, fridge and microwave just so I can make my own meals. Hey, this is now starting to sound like a hotel room thinking about it.

Just think! Finally I can actually have a proper space to invite my mates into so we can just chill out together without having to simply hang around the dinner table at Mom and Dad's places all the time. And I can DEFINITELY invite Steve over too. As long as Dad's out of course. God forbid that he busts in while we're trying to have a moment.

So now I've got a plan on what my dream bedroom will be like, I've got to get started on it. As well as start planning for the date next week. Seriously, I spent a good chunk of this talking about the room and yet I still don't know what to wear or where me and Steve'll be eating at! X)