We went to the moon, in 1969.
Well I'm incredibally bored. I have nothing interesting to type about like Rebekah. Although she says it's not interesting. I'm thinking of hanging out with people over spring break. Like the good ol' days. Like how Alex and I would go to her house every Wednesday afterschool and wait till bible study. And the good ol' days when Chelsea and I would ride bikes to sno hut, and then sit at her large computer. And the good ol' days when Rebekah and I would paint on 8.5 x 11" paper, and throw lucky charms at Jonnie. And the good ol' days when Allison and I would talk about Harry Potter, and not argue. The good ol' days. Yep, well bring back the good ol' days, not like a 50's reunion, just bring it back.