Boys...Preacher's Son's to be exact [ 05.09.04, 9:21 p.m. ]

well. here we are again. all tired and what not. the end of another perfect day.

katie finally came to my church. woah. haha. i was so happy and i smiled alot when i saw her behind the door. the ushers wouldn't let her in cause we were dancing and i guess that's a big thing.

lemme start with saturday night. oh the love. our team performed to boys II men's Dear Momma and brought the house down. clapping, cheering, crying. all the c's were present. and so were hope, staci, and jill! YAY! the chicks from bible study that we have grown so fond of. well, maybe l-speth has grown fond of them. i like them alot and they're like sisters to me but l-speth...you'd think they were her long lost triplets and they were all separated from her at birth. maybe they got kidnapped too or something. yes, they're here. yes, you can wipe that LARGE grin off your face now. you've been wearing it for at least an hour now. ok, ok so people get excited but wow. i was very glad they came and i even ended up seeing them later on that night! at...

andrew's house. yes, the boy i've been talking about so much lately. i went to his house. really i was supposed to go to a party with katie on campus somewhere but that sounded too shade-like to her (and me) so i guess andrew was having a party at his house. katie invited me and i went. it was fun. of course i was rather timid walking in and was until i left but i was in a boy's house with lots of people i knew. so...what was the problem? *shakes her head* you think i know. could be the fact that this "boy" paid some attention to me that was not expected? yes.

when i got there he was off doing something. good. then when he found out i was there he gets right beside me, holds my arm like he's a little old lady looking for some support and says "HI." with a big ol smile and the most caramel colored brown eyes ever. OK! scaring myself! so of course i turn bright red. he smells my shoulder. i mean smells, pust his nose right on my shoulder and inhales deeply. "how was the concert?" he says "a little nerve wracking, but i'm alive." i say "good." he says *i nod* "welcome to my house." he says.

thanks. odd. so odd. i maybe would think there was some kind of "liking" here except for the fact that he is flirty with all of the chicks he hangs around with. but i have yet to see him smell one of their shoulders. maybe i was funky at the time? no, i checked that before i went. haha. *sigh* whyyyyyy. a preacher's son. ok, i don't like him like that! i can't cause i don't and that's my reasoning. it works. don't be hatin'!

oh, and lemme just say something to candisto. no, i wasn't red. but you'd better believe i was as soon as your behind left my register! thank you! haha. and today (for me that cares) i found a desk on the side of the road and wanted it. so now it's in my room and it's really big. uh oh. i'm thinking space issues here. i couldn't even get it in the door! my dad had to do it while i was sleeping. but now i really don't think there's a place to put it. greeeeeat. - Weller

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