My favorite jacket smells like Nate.. and I don't really mind.

Oh boy, me and the code names.

So yesterday was declared Megan Day, because it was so wonderful! (: First off, I had my vocal lesson at 7, and that went spectacularly . . . my vocal teacher is going to help me record my Gran's favorite hymn for her (long story, I'll explain later).

And then I went shopping with my sisters, to WalMart, and then Target.

BOOM >>> surprise numero dos. (;

I ran into "Nate", a friend of mine who I haven't seen since Summer Camp at my church last summer. It was really really nice seeing him again . . . I mean, REALLY nice. You know when you think about someone often who you haven't seen in forever, and then there's that serendipitous moment when you actually DO see them, and you're all "OMIGOSH, I missed you!!", but you don't really realize it until after the fact?

That about describes Nate.

And the title is sort of funny, but it came from riiight here ---> <3.

I hope that it's not that long till I see him again. And who can blame me? Cause the truth is . . .

. . . he still makes me wish I had said or done something to keep him around longer. I guess that makes him my boy of summer.

Oh GEEZ.

There's no hope for me.

M