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Tuesday, March 29, 2005Deja Vu
Last night I made out in a parked car. I don't think I've done that since High School. And I loved every minute. I was half expecting a cop to show up and shine a bright flashlight in the window while tapping on the glass - just when things would be getting good. That was my luck in High School, so why would things be any different now?
But they WERE different.
No cop showed up.
No bright flashlight killed the moment of passionate tongue twister.
No embarrassing excuses of why we were making out in a parked car.
No threats to call my mom and dad.
None of it.
Instead, it was just a boy and a girl in a parked car.