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Lovey-smell: smell of one's lovey (whether he know he is your lovey or not)
...written on 2004-09-29, @ 8:54 p.m.
Amber can't come back to see us this weekend like she planned. It's really not fair that we can't drive, our parents are busy, and there seems to be no way to get Amber home this weekend.
I wish that Amber wouldn't have moved. I miss you, Ambie!
Adam called! Score!
I was really hoping he would even though Michael was going to call him and talk about me or something. I thought maybe Michael would scare him away or something even though Michael tells me he is my friend. Yeah well trying not to share katchup with a friend is very un-friend-like thing to do buddy.
So yeah anyway. I will probably call Adam Monday or Tuesday. Not tomorrow cuz I have a tennis meet (the last one. I am ready for tennis to end), Friday is football, Saturday and Sunday are not days to call guys and seem like you have no life, so I will call him Monday after his game or Tuesday night randomly. Time will only tell.