May 22, 2005

So, this morning at church was Jay's last time here. I got to meet his parents and I really like his mom. I didn't get to talk to his dad much but yeah. When he left, I gave him a really big hug and I almost started crying. But I didn't. When I hugged him he seemed like he didn't want to let go. Then his mom walked up and I think she got the wrong idea. Because he and I were standing between the truck and the opened door and we held onto eachother for a long time and yeah. I think she got the wrong idea. I dunno. I just know that this summer is going to suck without him here. 

Matt wore his t-shirt that I bought him! I was so excited! Anyways, Casey came to ZYM tonight and I felt so bad because he's not a Christian and Mr. Tim kept asking him all this stuff and ugh. I mean, give the guy a break! But yeah. 

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I am cringing SO hard at 15 year old me and the way my adolescent brain interpreted everything. Jay and I are still really good friends - we live less than 10 minutes from each other and see each other frequently - and I honestly can't remember the last time we hugged. So the idea that he "didn't want to let go" seems reeealll silly to me as an adult. Still cringing.