Serviiiiiice.
I don't really know what to write about. I know I want to write about how I wish it were June again, and I still had time to look foward to the Fourth of July. But that's been covered in pretty much everyone's journals and info's: Summer's over, School is lame.
The grand finale was a mixture of working out at the school with John and at times, Nicole, then returning to Nicole's to eat all her food. John and I leave to do something while Nicole works. Drive, no not around, but over Brook Street Circle. Either Nicole and I hang out, or John, Mia, Nicole, and I go eat chicken wings. Or shopping Peebles with Grandma, I found cool hat.
Today I was home alone all day cause my family went to Seabreeze, I feel bad for not going, but, but, idk. I was suppose to go to Alison's party I guess, but I had to go to the theater to meet with the manager and I decided to do someting with Nicole after she got back from Niagara for Cheerleading. We bought cake mix, and heard the most odd sounding laugh echoing from the next couple isles over. It was coming from this really wierd looking girl, and it was all very funny. We went home, made the cake, and made history. Then I walked her home, I walked home, and just am now thinking up a screenplay, I have the layout. It would come out amazing if done right, with great cooperation. Well, amazing to some. I should be going to sleep now, mall tomorrow. My cake iches.
The grand finale was a mixture of working out at the school with John and at times, Nicole, then returning to Nicole's to eat all her food. John and I leave to do something while Nicole works. Drive, no not around, but over Brook Street Circle. Either Nicole and I hang out, or John, Mia, Nicole, and I go eat chicken wings. Or shopping Peebles with Grandma, I found cool hat.
Today I was home alone all day cause my family went to Seabreeze, I feel bad for not going, but, but, idk. I was suppose to go to Alison's party I guess, but I had to go to the theater to meet with the manager and I decided to do someting with Nicole after she got back from Niagara for Cheerleading. We bought cake mix, and heard the most odd sounding laugh echoing from the next couple isles over. It was coming from this really wierd looking girl, and it was all very funny. We went home, made the cake, and made history. Then I walked her home, I walked home, and just am now thinking up a screenplay, I have the layout. It would come out amazing if done right, with great cooperation. Well, amazing to some. I should be going to sleep now, mall tomorrow. My cake iches.