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Well, the hockey game was...not planned too well haha. So Em calls me a while before I said I'd be there, and asks, "what time you coming?" and tell him, and he says "you gonna have a phone?" I say no, well except just when my mom drops me off...should I call when I'm about to be dropped off? "*(something that sounds like nah, that's fine, meet you then")*...I get there...wait for 45 minutes, first period's almost over, I don't have a ticket to get in...He comes over and says we were watching the game, why didn't you call??
Boys. I was certain he'd said don't call. He was appologizing the rest of the night. I was annoyed, but said it's okay anyway, didn't want to make him sad haha. Besides, maybe he did say call...didn't sound like it, but shouldn't be too mad I guess haha.
Had a dream he had a songmeanings account yesterday haha, well that coulda been awkward...his account had poetry in it. That was pretty freakin funny. Alas not true though...I know he wouldn't have time for one.
Mannn...I'm so hungry right now...
Yeah, I'm gonna go get food. Might write later.
Oh, The Good Ol' Hockey Game...
- February 16, 2008
- Kmsoj12
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