Sooo, before Travis, there was one another boy...gasp! But we didn't go out or anything, I just happened to see him write on his notebook that he loved me...
Wow, I was a tough cookie! I love that I had such high criteria for my boyfriends at such a tender age. Exactly how would he prove he was "very nice"? Would he give me an eraser? Pick me in gym class? Root for me not to die of Dysentery in Oregon Trail?
6 days later:
Too bad it didn't work out! Oh well, I moved on quickly anyway..Just a few weeks later I was gallivanting around the town with Travis, not slow dancing and not wearing his football jacket!
hehe. ohh, poor sam, what a let down!
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