Because letting go is so hard to do

Well the count-down has begun. 1 1/2 weeks left until I go nomad. And right now I am in a whirlwind of thoughts.
The other day at work Agemo gave me an almost full bottle of ADIDAS Moves for guys because I'd mentioned to him that I like the smell of it. I of course thought it was from him, and it was so sweet that I was shocked. I really was not expecting that from him. Later that night he told me that he wishes he could take credit for it, that it really came from Sweet16, and all tht he did was give Sweet16 the idea for it. Well, as soon as I got home I called Sweet16 to kid with him about it and he was clueless, he honestly had no idea what I was talking about.
Tonight I finally got a hold of Agemo and asked him once again from whom the ADIDAS came from he once again said Sweet16. He then asked me why I asked and I told him that I had talked to Sweet16 about it and how he didn't know what I was talking about. He then asked me did it matter who it came from. I told him no but I do expect honesty. He then said that it should have come from Sweet16.
;_; ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... *speechless*
Why am I doomed to break hearts when all I want are friends. *pout*

*sigh*
23, Sweet16, Agemo, countless others, I'm sorry, but I'm still going to Kentucky. The only thing I can promise is to keep in touch. May we all not be seperated for too long, may we not change overly much (Well a few of you need to grow up), You guys are the absolute best friends anyone could ask for.
*I know I sound like a drunk.*

Big plans Sat. I'm still hoping everything works out.