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Ah, today was FUN in every sense of the word. If you know me personally, then you know why. But forget about that, it happened, I am moving on. Not much to put in here. Eh, Crystal and I had a funny conversation on the phone the other day...
Me- Hey, whatcha doin?
C- At the doctor's.
Me- Why?
C- Getting tests done.
Me- What for?
C- I don't know. That's why they are taking tests.
Me- Well, what's wrong?
C- I don't KNOW. THAT'S WHY THEY ARE TAKING TESTS.
Me- Well, do they have the slightest idea?
C- NO NIKKI. THAT IS WHY THEY TOOK THE FRIGGIN TESTS!
Me- Oh. Well, I need your advice on somethin...
By the way, Moo?, Crystal DOES eat pork, so HA.
Oh yeah, found out in a restaurant that Mahi is of the dolphin family. Funny.
On to something I need to get out:
I had been kinda planning not to date until college because the guys will be so much better (let's face it, Perris Lake has a big lack of options, maybe there are 2 oe 3 straightendge christian boys there) and the fact that right now I am devoting most of my time to my faith. Yet at the same time, I was keeping my doors open, just in case I met someone really cool. I did, and got rejected. I think getting rejected was God's way of saying "Hey, Nikki, wait until College. High school boys are jokes. Nice shirt." So, yeah. Barlow girls were so right: "God is writing my love story."
Anywho. So. Reading a friend's journal reminded me of my own little Memories. Yes, there was Devin Terris, but it was not until a little bit ago I remembered SAMUEL ASHELMEN. He was so cute, so awesome, and a shy loser like me. We were always friends, but not really too close. In the 6th grade he would leave me sweet notes, and got me a Titanic poster (the movie had just come out and I hates it, he laughed when I opened the gift). We graduated the 6th grade into Jr. High, and in my 7th grade year I looked for him everywhere that first day of school, only to find he moved to Iowa with his dad over the summer. Without saying goodbye.
I wonder how he is doing, I hope good.
Ahh, the days.
Nikki
Me- Hey, whatcha doin?
C- At the doctor's.
Me- Why?
C- Getting tests done.
Me- What for?
C- I don't know. That's why they are taking tests.
Me- Well, what's wrong?
C- I don't KNOW. THAT'S WHY THEY ARE TAKING TESTS.
Me- Well, do they have the slightest idea?
C- NO NIKKI. THAT IS WHY THEY TOOK THE FRIGGIN TESTS!
Me- Oh. Well, I need your advice on somethin...
By the way, Moo?, Crystal DOES eat pork, so HA.
Oh yeah, found out in a restaurant that Mahi is of the dolphin family. Funny.
On to something I need to get out:
I had been kinda planning not to date until college because the guys will be so much better (let's face it, Perris Lake has a big lack of options, maybe there are 2 oe 3 straightendge christian boys there) and the fact that right now I am devoting most of my time to my faith. Yet at the same time, I was keeping my doors open, just in case I met someone really cool. I did, and got rejected. I think getting rejected was God's way of saying "Hey, Nikki, wait until College. High school boys are jokes. Nice shirt." So, yeah. Barlow girls were so right: "God is writing my love story."
Anywho. So. Reading a friend's journal reminded me of my own little Memories. Yes, there was Devin Terris, but it was not until a little bit ago I remembered SAMUEL ASHELMEN. He was so cute, so awesome, and a shy loser like me. We were always friends, but not really too close. In the 6th grade he would leave me sweet notes, and got me a Titanic poster (the movie had just come out and I hates it, he laughed when I opened the gift). We graduated the 6th grade into Jr. High, and in my 7th grade year I looked for him everywhere that first day of school, only to find he moved to Iowa with his dad over the summer. Without saying goodbye.
I wonder how he is doing, I hope good.
Ahh, the days.
Nikki