================================================ Subject: Re: My mission has begun... From: To: Date: Mon 21 Jan 2002 22:36:01 EST ================================================ Here's a lighthearted story of my painful high school years: Spring Fling 1995, I had a date with an older guy who was my BEST FRIEND in the entire world. It was my senior year, and the last dance (but not really a dance) before I graduated. The jerk stood me up. So since I lived a block from my school, and had a time scheduled to have pictures taken there, I went over anyway to tell them I wouldn't need pictures. This guy Jason, the photographer's son who was a grade younger than I and I had known since I was 10, convinced me to have my picture taken anyway since I was all dressed up. After I was done, I said, "Hey Jason, how much longer do you have to be here?" He said "There's only one more couple." I asked him, "Would you like to go with me, since I have an extra ticket?" He wasn't dressed up or anything, but we went together and had a great time. Jen In a message dated 1/21/2002 8:58:09 PM Central Standard Time, Verrronica@AOL.COM writes: << Geez Gina, just go stag! >> To unsubscribe or change your preferences for the Creed-Discuss list, visit: http://www.winduplist.com/ls/discuss/form.asp