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((Uhhh so that was weird cause I wrote an entry and posted it this weekend and now it's gone. I must be going crazy.))
Alright, so last week flew by. Craig had the house to himself for a week, so I managed to give my mom an excuse about doing a big project over at Emma's and stayed over there. It was perfect. It was like...like we were married or something. And it was just great. He's great, we're great, everything's great. Except the fact that I'm stuck here next year. He says there's nothing to worry about, but isn't that what everyone says before they get to that point? Week-long slumber party with your boyfriend, not too shabby if I do say so myself!
I got 10 girls to sign up for the dance team last week, too. Which is good, because with them talking about it to their friends, I'll at least double the number by the time school is out for summer. Then, everything will be falling into place.
It's weird how one semester can be so different than another. Last semester was probably one of the worst of my life. This one is, like, well the total opposite. Now if my entire senior year could go just like this....
Alright, so last week flew by. Craig had the house to himself for a week, so I managed to give my mom an excuse about doing a big project over at Emma's and stayed over there. It was perfect. It was like...like we were married or something. And it was just great. He's great, we're great, everything's great. Except the fact that I'm stuck here next year. He says there's nothing to worry about, but isn't that what everyone says before they get to that point? Week-long slumber party with your boyfriend, not too shabby if I do say so myself!
I got 10 girls to sign up for the dance team last week, too. Which is good, because with them talking about it to their friends, I'll at least double the number by the time school is out for summer. Then, everything will be falling into place.
It's weird how one semester can be so different than another. Last semester was probably one of the worst of my life. This one is, like, well the total opposite. Now if my entire senior year could go just like this....