July 11th, about 7:40pm. We were both turning on to Division from Francis. You were in a blue-green older Corolla. I was in the red Hyundai. I was singing, but I stopped when I heard that you were listening to Third Day. You're cute & have good taste in music, & if I weren't leaving for school in a month I might have said something to you. As it was, I think I wasn't the only one looking. Here's hoping!