| Today, a very unhappy Jenni-kun got up at exactally 8 o'clock. But then the unhappy Jenni-kun instantly became a extatic Jenni-kun when she remembered the reason she set her clock for the wee hours of the morning: Draco* was coming into town today! I had to get up and start getting ready, even though he wasn't supposed to come into town until about more like 11 o'clock. My mom and I had to get up extra early because we had put off cleaning the house all week and sooner or later (it obviously turned out to be the latestever) we had to clean the house for when he and his mom came over. Well, I had got my room cleaned up (including my desk! ask logie- it looks GORGIOUS!!) and got myself and the rest of the house all ready for their arival. They were coming for lunch and my mom had already cooked the pot roast. The last thing (besides the choker, which I didn't get to finish and give to him anyway... ) I had to do was sautee the mushrooms. The funny thing was that at about 10:15 (and when I was stupidly attempting to finish the matching choker for his anklet), I got a call from his mom saying that they were about 20 minutes from my house. I. Was. Frantic. I dropped my pretty choker-project and ran downstairs and reached for the white cooking wine. I don't know what my mom was doing...Putting on make-up or something...
Anyways, soon the doorbell rang, (I told my brother to watch the unfinished sauteed mushrooms because you're not supposed to leave the stove unattended; see what a gooood cook I am??) and I rushed to the door. For a second, I was a little nervous, because even though he's only been gone a shot while, he still could've changed alot in that amount of time. Not that I'm afraid of change, I'm not. In fact, if it's a good change or could become one, I welcome it. But this was my best friend whom I love for how I knew him, so I just hoped he hadn't changed too much, I don't mind physically  but more rather personality-wise. Anyway, those feelings were fleeting as soon as I saw him (and his mom, of course) on my porch. Silly thing; he's obsessed with American Eagle and the first thing that I noticed was that he was wearing a HOODIE that he told me the night before that he had bought the other day...and in the temperature it was today!  The silly, silly thing...but he has the prettiest, blue eyes and the best smile I've ever seen that light up his entire face. I just looked at him for a second (and he was apparently doing the same)...and then, the long anticipated hug.  I missed him so much...Well anyways, after a hug from his mom as well, I invited them inside (of course), and to just relax from their long drive. His mom's adorible...she came in and curled up in a little corner on my couch and wrapped herself up in one of our blankets. He's actually done that before, too, so I guess he must get it from her. lol Anyway, he came into the kitchen and looked at me kind of weird...That's because...we'll, this kid has taught me an awful lot, considering that I've lived an extremely sheltered life. And one of those things is one of his favorite: cooking. He's not seem me cook by myself. So I guess it was kind of a shock for him to see me with a spatula, pocking and proading my mushrooms, in as little time as he had been gone. Both of us couldn't stop smiling. He kept saying, "Hey, look at me...something looks different about you...your hair? Didn you do something to your hair? It looks fried...(?? I don't think it is...don't ask me.)...Have you lost weight?" haha I love him.
I finally got the mushrooms done, with everything considered, didn't take very long at all, put some Swiss cheese on top to melt (which Draco said that he didn't want put I put it on his anyway) and put them on little appitizer plates and handed one to his mom...still happily cuddled on the couch. I went to "the music room", as I call it, where Draco was playing on my piano again. God, how I've missed that...for "someone who doesn't know how to play but is going to take lessons this summer", I think he's plays pretty darn well. Soon, both our mom's announced that they were going out to get a couple of things, and so they left for a little while.
Maybe he just didn't see it or maybe being stupid and pretending that it wasn't there or for him, but a few minutes later, we walked into the living room and he said, "...Who are those presents on the couch for?" HOW NIEVE he is sometimes. See, he moved a week and a day before his birthday so I didn't get to celebrate the big 1-7 on the actual day. But, he should've known that I was going to get him SOMETHING...how silly he is. Anyway, I kept saying, "They're YOUR late birthday presents. They're for YOU." And he knew that, he just didn't want to believe that we had gotten him something when "we had already done so much for him already." But I think a birthday is special  , therefore, I got him something. So we took it upstairs, reminecing on the how many time I had chased him there and too my room where he would beat me to it and lock me out of my own room. (How rude. ) It was no different today. However, my bedroom is connected to the bathroom and my bathroom aso happens to be my brothers bathroom that his rooms is also connected to...Draco forgot that little detail today. 
So I got in, I turned on my Evanessence cd that I was listening to earlier, and we sat on my bed like we'd done countless times before. He began to open his present...he happened to start off with the one that was the Chicago voice and piano sheet music I had bought with my own money from Sam and Goody. He loved that movie...I still haven't seen it yet. I guess I'm still keeping to my promise of wanting to see the whole thing my first time with him (I went over to his house once, but we didn't have time to watch all of it, so he fast-forwarded to the "better parts" lol). One of the last events that we did a few weeks before his move was going to see the Chicago, the Broadway play that was coming to Knoxville. It was so good! We had alot of fun with that. And plus, well, he was in our school Ensemble last year and I was in mixed chorus last semister, and our chorus teacher (whom, by the way, got married today!! Congrats and best wishes!!) had chosen a review of some Chicago pieces....for the mixed chorus to sing.  ha. ha. ha. He was sooo jealous. And it really was alot of fun, although the Ensemble could've done a lot better job! lol. So obviously, he was extactic.
Next he went for the box. This included a pair of sunglasses I knew he was drooling over the last time we went to American Eagle. The funny thing is, the same day he went and bought the hoodie...he couldn't resist buying those sunglasses that he saw weeks ago and wanted. So, I found out last night that he already had the pair...I had already taken the tags off! Oh well, I thought, we'll just see how he reacts and maybe I'll get to keep 'em! But,a s it turns out, after a share of weird looks and laughs, he said that the pair that he had bought were very similar, but he likes these better.   I love this kid.
Also in the box was what was supposed to be the gag gift but what turned out to be something he really liked: a pair of American Eagle white boxers with red crabs all over them. (lol, Logie!!) It was great because then he pointed out that one day, he'll be all American Eagle: he wore his red AE red hoodie with a AE blue shirt under that, accompanied by his AE jeans and newly bought brown AE leather sandles (which I had to compliment on; they are quite cool). Not to mention the brown belt he was wearing. Now, with his new pair of sunglasses he put on and his new red-crab boxers neatly set on top of his head like cross between a nun trying to be fashionable but failing and a chef's hat, he made the comment that he could be a AE model. I made the joke that he should just be an underwear model. My mom also came back, and had stopped by Logie's house on her way back home to pick up her gifts and card she had gotten him for his birthday. (which, by the way, Logie, he loved!! He's gonna go crazy trying to play the LOTR music on the baby grand piano he has where he's staying! He loved it! I'm glad he got to call you and talk to you for a little bit; I know you have missed him. He's missed you, too! WE NEED TO DO WHAT HE SAID!!! Oh, and he really though the gum was cute, too...nice touch clap for Logie! *clap clap clap*)
For the rest of the time, we were just hanging out (soon his mom came back and he strutted down the stairs with the boxers still on his head to show his mom lol) and finally got to eat just a little bit of my mom's wooonderful pot roast when he had to start getting ready to go to the wedding (the same wedding of my and his chorus teacher, as a matter of fact; she had the Ensemble of last year come and sing "Sing Me to Heaven" while she walked down the aile  ). I helped with what I could, we hung out a bit inbetween, but soon it came time when he had to go. *tear* His mom had said that they would stop by on their way back to where they were staying, so we didn't bother too much with a big, mushy goodbye. I mean, I'd just be seeing him in a couple of hours and he really need to get on his way so he could get to the church early for the wedding practice. Or, so I thought...
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Later that night...
I called Logan as soon as he had left. We were both very happy that he was in town for a little while. A bit into our conversation, my mom proposed that Logan come over and swim; it was scortching! She and I had tried to make plans to get together all week, but besides last Monday at the HP3 movie, nothing had worked out. But today, her mom said she could come over!!! She hadn't even been to my house more than once, and that was just the pool area for a pool/birthday party a couple of years ago, so she hadn't been inside my house. We had a blast! I gave her a tour of the house (with her obsessing over my grandmother's Japanese stuff! lol!), and then we stayed in my room for a little bit, chillin' to Evanessence and some Charlotte Church (my burned copy of Draco's) and choosing the colors of the embroidery floss she wanted in her hair for a hair wrap I said I'd do for her. So, after that said and done, she being all slathered up in sunscreen and the actual pool temperature being 80 degrees, we decided to head to the pool, where we floated, spashed, talked, and splashed some more (*finger flicks!*) for maybe an hour and a half.
Mom was still sad that not alot of her wooonderful roast beef had been eaten (Draco had a little bit, and his mom did feel good so she didn't get to eat any), so she offered it as our dinner, including some chicken-flavored rice (MmmMmm...) and a salad. So, eventually, hunger took us over, and just a string cheese wouldn't do, and we had thought that we had hear a little bit of thunder in the distance, so we got out of the pool and dried off a bit before heading inside. And that's when the storm hit. We were wrapped up in our beach towls, sitting on my back screening in porch, experiencing the storm. Thunder would rumble twards us in every dirrection, some like sounds like loud claps and others that could've been mistaken by fireworks and dynamite. Scattered rain a lightning started soon after, and the rain got heavier and heavier. The tan concrete around the pool was now a drentched, deep brown (even thoug the small area under the diving board stayed dry!! ahh!! lol, Logie!), and hgue bubbles formed in the caribbean-blue pool, the filtering jets moving it and gave it the appearence of a brew bubbling in a caldron. It was so awsome having the thunder so near; it made the porch vibrate and shake under our barefeet! Needless to say, we though it was pretty cool...
We went back upstairs to my room so I could finally teach her how to make hemp jewlary ( !!!!!). She picked up very quickly: she even added beads to her blue, spirally hemp to make her an anklet! I'm so proud! *tear* Then Logie attempted to blow dry her hair...poor Logie, I had to help her. "I use blah ba-blah detangler and straightner and conditioning spray!" I sounded like a blasted comercial, but hey, it worked, and she was impressed so weee!! Then we tried putting in some one-time, wash-out blonde highlights that, I thought, turned out to look really great on her. Bonus, they were glittery! Logie liked. lol!
Ooh, another weeee: it was time to wrap Logie's hair. !!!!!. I used the colored floss that she had chosen before and those of you who may see her within this next week she look for a thick, purple, blue, and green colored/sprialed (it's supposed to be Xs) thread hanging by her right ear, accompanied by a silver and black flowery bead and (bum bum BUM) a frog charm!! Weeeeeeee!!! It really does look good. So go check it out and tell me if the design looks anything like little Xs...
Ok, after the floss and frog obsession, mom was calling us for dinner. She stayed and talked to us for a little while while we ate (  ), then she and my brother went out to work on the pool. Dinner our...ENLIGHTENING dinner coversation (lol), the phone rang...and scared Logie half to death. Waaaay too loud; made mental note to fix. Anyway, I picked up the phone...took a while to figure our who eachother was, but it turned out to be Draco's mom. She was calling to say that they had gotten a call from their family back where they're staying and that they had been getting really bad storms and that she's probably do to get home soon. And that ment that Draco wouldn't be coming back that evening to see me.  <~BIG bummer. Logan was bummed, too. We had hoped that, if it happened to work out, that Draco would've been able to see Logie after all. That would've been really nice. But I guess I would have to be another time. It was very sad...alos, because I have a very unsettled and unsatifying feeling that I didn't get to say or give a satisfactory goodbye and hug to Draco before I wouldn't see him until...who knows when.
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*sigh*
It was extremly dissapointing. But I cannot forget the fact that he (and his mom!) did get up much earlier than needed just so that they'd have a couple of hours to spend with us before heading off again.  And I cannot very easily forget that wonderful feeling of seeing an old best friend to whom you may have los contact with for a while, his big, blue eye and bright smile lighting up my doorstep. Or the overflowing warmth of his multiple hugs I recieved from him today, accompanied by his many, "Oh my gosh! I hate you! I can't believe you! I love you!!"s that animated the sceen. |
...LOOK AT WHAT I'VE BEEN DOING, LOGIE!!!! 
AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF HIM!!! 
AHHH!!!
) and they have flying squirrels in their attic! They're so CUUUUUTE!!! They fly from one bed post to the other in the middle of the night lol. Plus, farm 