Lena, of ourse I remember that story. It was actually Stanly. Great times. And any eyecandy is yumyum. Call me gluttnous and serve me a plate of eyecandy. =P
Chelsea, I say whatevs forget Joseph. He is now poof, gone. Now go on and dance into Tyler's arms and into the sunset of a romantic movie.
Genny, you are one lucky girl! I have never had a party like that before. But, I did have a quinceanera (the hispanic equal of a sweet sixteen). It was mostly famliy friends that were invited. But the best things I can say is take your time plannig, plan on great music, an amazing sound system to play said music, and plenty of food. Party favours are also good. I'm sure it will be an amazing party. And I'm looking at flights as we speak. ;]
Christine, he seems better. That was a sweet moment by the water fountain. That's the Andy we love. Still there is something up with that boy. I stand by the plan to kidnap him. I wish I were more help. That boy is very confusing.
Psugar, I love choir concerts. I had one too. That is too much PDA for a concert. Reall are you there to cuddle or watch and hear choirs sing? What can we do?
Great job at avoiding her. I can't wait to hear more S news.Goymer, I know how you feel. I have friends i can tell most anything to, but it would be nice or even more than nice to have someone I can talk to about anything and not worry about it being spread around. Hang in there, I'm sure you and I both will find someone. Funny, i always thought Ben would make a great boyfriend. If he's into choir or anything like that, he'd be my ideal boyfriend. =]
Kristen, yes boys do suck. All the good ones are too old, too young, taken, gay, live to far away, don't notice you, or are oblivious to everything around them. *sigh* Hopefully, Evan will contact you soon and with a good excuse for not doing so sooner.
VK, let joh relize his mistake, I'm sure he will. As for that killer shoe collection, I would like to see pictures. So if I were you I'd be expecting a PM from me soon. =]
Landiana, I am so sorry you had to be in the hospital. You really do just need time to separte yourself from Dale. The harm he is causing you is greater than the good. Or seriously talk to him when he is that nice guy. I don't like seeing you hurt. And feel free to call me Jennifer.
So I had a choir concert today, well last night, so that means update!
Well, Ashley and I were standing in the hallway since it was too crowded in our dressing room and we were already dressed. When guess who pops by as they are walking to their choir's dressing room? Yup, Brad. The following convo takes place. (note: things will be wrong considering I am sleepy and have a horrid memory. A=Ashley, B=Brad, and J=me)
A: So did you actually over hear what we were talking about on Thursday?
B: When? Wait, when I passed you in the hall and you two burst out laughing?
A&J nod
B: No. *looks between A&J* *puts on teasing face* What was it Ashley?
A: I didn't say it Jennifer did
B: *turns with same face to J* So...?
J exchanges glance with A
A: It was about your...
J: my cousins. Well two of them. We talked about one of them and another before and i was explaining a third.
A: Which ones again?
J semi-glares at A
A: Oh yes.
J: And their strange nicknames that were given to them.
B: *kind of surprised* Oh?
J: Suzie started it. It would be better not to know anything
B: That actually explains a lot. It might be better I didn't know.
-awkward stares between the three-
B: Well, I better go change now. *smile* bye.
A&J: bye. cue laughter.
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SO that is progress from the Cheessy noddle. At least I think so. And guess what there is another boy. Le Gasp! After the concert I walk out of the dressing room with wy coat, garmet bag with robe inside, and clutch. I see my friend in the hallway and hug and talk to her. Next to her, but not with her, is group of boys. And guess who happens to be in that group? If you guessed Brad, you're wrong. I did say another boy. It was Bus Boy. He was talking to some of his friends, I saw him before he saw me. When he saw me and our eyes met there was no smile, hug, hello, wave, or anything of the sort. One of his friends then asked him how his new school was going. I did not want to hear any of this again so I slowly drop my things to the ground. He says it's good. That he does nothing for half the day, but has to take some gym classes he doesn't want to. By then I have only my coat in my hands. His friend then asks if there are any cute or hot girls he'd date or anything. I begin to put my coat on. He says there are , but somthings he'd rather not talk about stop him from being more than friends. At that point I had my coat on and am getting my bags from the floor when I look up and see him looking at me. At that point I turn hug my friend good bye and go back into the dressing room and to say good by to any last friend in there. When I walk back into the hallway, he is farther down and with the same group of friends that take up the hallway. Before I excuse myself through I look in his direction and he is looking at me. I run through and see another friend run up to her, and walk away. Now, this may be the vain side of me thinking/talking, but could he have been talking about me? If he was, then he needs to move on. I have. I have no wish or desire to revisit or rewrite the Bus Boy chapter or to write a new one. If he wanted to be friends he had his chance. He still has that chance, but if he's not taking it. I don't care.
So later today is that Youth Choir event. I will be going, so when I come back I might have some Brad news. =D
TA my loverlies!
And that is SO messed up! I hate girls who use guys like that! Ugh. 
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