| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
| | More rain with background of thunder | ] |
Ah, too much to say, too much to say! But all must be saved for a rainy day.
And it is! Well, er, night, but you catch my drift.
Meant to say a few things before I started rambling. On Sunday, my dad took us down to Gilbert to this tiny pet store. Got a couple of Water Dragons there. Moms still pissed at dad, but on the upside, I didn't crash into anything when I drove us back home or to Sonic today.
And you'll be happy to know, Panda, that I had three slow dances at this dance the camp held on the last night we were there. One with a fellow camp member, 13, tall enough for a view; second with a councelor that was, at my best guess, 23, but he had a cool mohawk; and third with another counselor who couldn't dance worth shit(sorry Jeff). Couldn't even do the white boy dance. It was funny and he thought so to, so I'm not being harsh. Have to say, I miss'em all. Now I think thats it. Later. |