Wow. It's been a while, hasn't it?

That's why I hate marching season. So little time. I wake up at 5:45 every morning to go to school, and then when I get home, I do my homework and then crash in bed. I feel so tired, I don't think I could take writing a little something here.

I'm beginning to get worried about Amber. Her mom has set her up on dates with this guy Sam, who seems to have definately fallen for her. And she feels herself falling for him. So I need to figure out how to win her back from this guy that has a natural advantage of location.

So I'll be putting my best moves on her come Thanksgiving, when I'll be going up there for four days.

And, just to mention, tomorrow will be one month after my first kiss with her.