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well. yesterday. it was...a day. it was kind of good, i guess. i left the house at about nine, came home once for some clothes, and then wasnt home again until six. so i didnt have to see too much of my mom.
jared and i rode to my gramps, hung around with the old man, went swimming and then came home. then....that damn number one was blinking away like crazy on my answering machine. so yes, i hit the button. and yes, toms voice came through my answering machine. he leaves the worst messages. its like...he knows what hes going to say, but he has to DRAWL and speak VERY SLOWLY all the same. and he rambles. but anyways. that said, i took jared with me and we rode all the way up to the tennis courts, and guess who wasnt there? yeah, so then i had to go to cahills, and bob let me use his phone and i called tom back and RIGHT THEN, i talked to him for THIRTY SECONDS and we were already fighting. unbeleivable. he called me dumb face. honestly. so he met us at the plaza and we bought some icecream and tom bought some frenchfries and he was even nice enough to buy jared a water. then he actually talked me into playing tennis with him after i fought him for like half an hour, and it was horrible. he didnt insult me, but i sucked so bad. i cant wait til softball season. so after tennis we went and played on the swings. and we talked alot about how things used to be. how they changed. it was good, to talk to him like that. we never do anymore, we just bicker and argue and goof around. yeah, and we were jumping off the swings, and i tore my legs all up becuase i jumped wrong and while i was flying through the air i twisted and slammed down on my knees, slid over onto my face and was laughing so hard i probably swallowed more gravel than anything. it was the coolest thing ive ever done. so naturally i got up and did it again...hehehehe.
i hate this town. its so slow. its so small.
maybe some day ill get used to it. but i think, i think that ill always feel like im supposed to be in a city.
there it is.
jared and i rode to my gramps, hung around with the old man, went swimming and then came home. then....that damn number one was blinking away like crazy on my answering machine. so yes, i hit the button. and yes, toms voice came through my answering machine. he leaves the worst messages. its like...he knows what hes going to say, but he has to DRAWL and speak VERY SLOWLY all the same. and he rambles. but anyways. that said, i took jared with me and we rode all the way up to the tennis courts, and guess who wasnt there? yeah, so then i had to go to cahills, and bob let me use his phone and i called tom back and RIGHT THEN, i talked to him for THIRTY SECONDS and we were already fighting. unbeleivable. he called me dumb face. honestly. so he met us at the plaza and we bought some icecream and tom bought some frenchfries and he was even nice enough to buy jared a water. then he actually talked me into playing tennis with him after i fought him for like half an hour, and it was horrible. he didnt insult me, but i sucked so bad. i cant wait til softball season. so after tennis we went and played on the swings. and we talked alot about how things used to be. how they changed. it was good, to talk to him like that. we never do anymore, we just bicker and argue and goof around. yeah, and we were jumping off the swings, and i tore my legs all up becuase i jumped wrong and while i was flying through the air i twisted and slammed down on my knees, slid over onto my face and was laughing so hard i probably swallowed more gravel than anything. it was the coolest thing ive ever done. so naturally i got up and did it again...hehehehe.
i hate this town. its so slow. its so small.
maybe some day ill get used to it. but i think, i think that ill always feel like im supposed to be in a city.
there it is.