Sep 05, 2005 20:09
Hrmm.
I got to see Scott today. This morning at ten I got my father to pick him up from his house and bring him over here. We had a really nice time. But the poor dear is sick, and it's worrying me. He felt bad all day. When he got home he called and told me his temperature was 101.5. Well, that's a nice one. He really hopes that he doesn't get me sick. I hope so too. 'Cause I'm rather sickly. I do have a little headache, but I think/hope I'll be fine. And he said he never gets sick. I just hope he'll be at school tomorrow. For one, it'd be a day without him, and that wouldn't do. But for the other, auditions are tomorrow. Stage Manager needs to be around. Plus, I was planning on us having a ball. Grrr. It'll all work out. He's dying. But will get better. I told him to take a bunch of drugs.
I saw Amanda!!! It made me so happy. I had wondered why she hadn't called me all day. Well, she got to go out with Drew today. That is so good, since both her parents are off the hinges. But. Yes. I was in my room. Fussin' over Scott when Amanda burst in. I was very surprised. I think I might have even yelled. Good times. Apparently her mother showed up suddenly, and then she was gone. I never got to say goodbye. But it'll be okay. Oh, the doll.
Oh, all my loves....