78 wilton
so yeah saturday was ok i mean dallas was at my soccer game and we won 2-0 but then i went to my grandmas all day and i did nothing and it was boring.
sunday...so much better. i got up at 9, mowed the lawn, did the dishes, and did some cleaning. but that was because i was gonna have a FOOTBALL PARTY! and it was super amazing except the bruise i got on my cheek. but this was how it went down....
everyone showed up and we watched the first half of the football game. we decided that we got tired of seeing field goals and no TDs so we went and played cards at halftime. that was the last i saw of the game. we played strawberry fish, obviously, and i definitely was president 9 times in a row. i went to my first two rules were 4-2 rule and then the pres couldnt be skipped. it was amazing and i didnt lose once and when i went to make my third rule it was kinda confusing and dallas was tired and didnt wanna think that hard so she just jumped up and tackled me. i put my head down so it wouldnt get hit but what happens? i get a knee in the face. it was a total accident but it did leave a bruise. but oh well. after i got hit me and dallas wrestled for like 5 minutes and we ended up in a ball on the floor. after that we decided we weren't moving. we laid there for like 10 minutes but then migrated to the couch because it was much more comfy. we sat there for like half an hour and neither of us wanted to get up but we both knew that dallas had to leave soon and we were actually wondering why her ride wasnt here yet. so she asked pinkie to go get her purse outta the car and when she got it and pulled out her phone it said "8 missed calls." it was one of those "oh shit" kinda situations. she immediately called her dad back and it ended up that her dad had spent 45 minutes looking for 78 wilton instead of 78 byron. we corrected him and then he got here and dallas had to leave. it kinda sucked cuz we were both so comfy but what can you do?
so like 7 minutes after dallas and pinkie left john and tubbie showed up and we said "you missed dallas and pinkie by like 5 minutes" and tubbie was like "eff that" and left. so me john chris and dave played strawberry fish for a long time in which i was president 17 times. 17 TIMES!!! it was a new record and it actually got boring after a while. i mean i had 5 rules. they werent even bad rules its just that put together it was impossible to topple me. it was kinda cool but my brother threw a temper tantrum cuz he couldnt get outta strawberry. he wasnt even fish and he cried about it. but oh well we had burgers and macaroni and cheese for dinner then john went home then dave went home but not before i went on AIM and had 7 people talking to me at once which was my new record and i was happy about it but yeah...
today...school was a bitch cuz i know i failed my summer reading test and i got shitloads of HW between AP US history and physics...i mean i knew i was gonna have a ton of homework i even expected it but i just dont wanna do it and have to...so i have to go do that now...later everyone
sunday...so much better. i got up at 9, mowed the lawn, did the dishes, and did some cleaning. but that was because i was gonna have a FOOTBALL PARTY! and it was super amazing except the bruise i got on my cheek. but this was how it went down....
everyone showed up and we watched the first half of the football game. we decided that we got tired of seeing field goals and no TDs so we went and played cards at halftime. that was the last i saw of the game. we played strawberry fish, obviously, and i definitely was president 9 times in a row. i went to my first two rules were 4-2 rule and then the pres couldnt be skipped. it was amazing and i didnt lose once and when i went to make my third rule it was kinda confusing and dallas was tired and didnt wanna think that hard so she just jumped up and tackled me. i put my head down so it wouldnt get hit but what happens? i get a knee in the face. it was a total accident but it did leave a bruise. but oh well. after i got hit me and dallas wrestled for like 5 minutes and we ended up in a ball on the floor. after that we decided we weren't moving. we laid there for like 10 minutes but then migrated to the couch because it was much more comfy. we sat there for like half an hour and neither of us wanted to get up but we both knew that dallas had to leave soon and we were actually wondering why her ride wasnt here yet. so she asked pinkie to go get her purse outta the car and when she got it and pulled out her phone it said "8 missed calls." it was one of those "oh shit" kinda situations. she immediately called her dad back and it ended up that her dad had spent 45 minutes looking for 78 wilton instead of 78 byron. we corrected him and then he got here and dallas had to leave. it kinda sucked cuz we were both so comfy but what can you do?
so like 7 minutes after dallas and pinkie left john and tubbie showed up and we said "you missed dallas and pinkie by like 5 minutes" and tubbie was like "eff that" and left. so me john chris and dave played strawberry fish for a long time in which i was president 17 times. 17 TIMES!!! it was a new record and it actually got boring after a while. i mean i had 5 rules. they werent even bad rules its just that put together it was impossible to topple me. it was kinda cool but my brother threw a temper tantrum cuz he couldnt get outta strawberry. he wasnt even fish and he cried about it. but oh well we had burgers and macaroni and cheese for dinner then john went home then dave went home but not before i went on AIM and had 7 people talking to me at once which was my new record and i was happy about it but yeah...
today...school was a bitch cuz i know i failed my summer reading test and i got shitloads of HW between AP US history and physics...i mean i knew i was gonna have a ton of homework i even expected it but i just dont wanna do it and have to...so i have to go do that now...later everyone