the soundtrack to our movie
so get this:
yesterday, meant the world to me.
im not all that literate or stylish about it,
so i plan to rely on the camera that hangs around my neck.
for the most part.
surprise visit from BRIEANNA!! and BRENT AND SHAWNA!!
i dont have to say anything, you know how i feel.
we watched the sunset.
and spent some time lying around, enjoying the death cab and mae and fresh spring weather.
these two are super cute together.
and i shall boast the same for these two, within all modesty.
i love Brieanna.
and we did have to part. while it may have been tragic somewhere underneath all of the smiles, i was too happy to notice. and i do believe i still am. :)
i almost forgot one clip:
who's chasing death?
"ooooops"
riggght. so then i say,
"hey Brent, dont drive home with Brieanna and Shawna, we can hangout with people around here and somehow find you a ride home tonight."
-ring-ring-ring-
Betty: "hello?"
Micah: "heyyy Kevin. wanna hangout with Brent and me?"
Betty: "uhhh im with Nate."
Micah: "ohhh it's cool."
Betty: "neat. see you in a bit?"
Micah: "yes."
Betty: "k, bye"
Micah: "bye. i probably did not need to include the entire conversational exchange in my livejournal."
-hang-hang-hang-up-
Brent and i began cooking.
and taking sweet-ass photographs of the process.
-ding-ding-ding-dong-
-formalities pass-
[Nate, Brent, Kevin, Micah in Kitchen, eating Brownies]:
Betty: [to Brent] "so, how are you getting home then?"
Brent: [silent glance at Micah]
Micah: "ooooooooooh, about that... [apparently uncomfortable for a couple of seconds but with superb all-star acting skills masks it with cunning confidence] ...he doesn't have a ride just yet. and we figured... since you were with us and all..."
you get the picture. they didnt stick around long. only long enough for this hott shit:
and suddenly, my parents were mad at me for some reason. it could have nothing to do with having a friend from St Cloud laying on my couch with some markers and Carebears at 10:30pm with no clear ride home.
so Brent got to spend the night, and i got to get yelled at.
as actions led to actions, so Brownies led to Aaron and Pat Cakes.
we wrapped your corvette up in cellophane and set it aflame!
man, scopes are hip.
Pat Cakes plus my house equals first time ever tonight, and it was fun. no others were allowed to join us for the night however, so Aaron had to leave at eleven as well.
it was a long goodbye.
AND THENN.
Brent and i got down to some TOP SECRET work.
whhhhhhhhich i will not mention at all. ever. again.
or perhaps on occasion.
BUT ONLY on occasion.
we worked from 11pm-3am on our TOP SECRET project.
and enjoyed some good roof conversation.
we are lovers that have soo much in common.
ohhh boy, i can tell that we are gonnabe friends.
anyway,
i should jet.
to homework, and long distance phone calls.
but you should know that i am happy and that:
look to the sun for hope.
i love Brieanna Marie Watters.
yesterday, meant the world to me.
im not all that literate or stylish about it,
so i plan to rely on the camera that hangs around my neck.
for the most part.
surprise visit from BRIEANNA!! and BRENT AND SHAWNA!!
i dont have to say anything, you know how i feel.
we watched the sunset.
and spent some time lying around, enjoying the death cab and mae and fresh spring weather.
these two are super cute together.
and i shall boast the same for these two, within all modesty.
i love Brieanna.
and we did have to part. while it may have been tragic somewhere underneath all of the smiles, i was too happy to notice. and i do believe i still am. :)
i almost forgot one clip:
who's chasing death?
"ooooops"
riggght. so then i say,
"hey Brent, dont drive home with Brieanna and Shawna, we can hangout with people around here and somehow find you a ride home tonight."
-ring-ring-ring-
Betty: "hello?"
Micah: "heyyy Kevin. wanna hangout with Brent and me?"
Betty: "uhhh im with Nate."
Micah: "ohhh it's cool."
Betty: "neat. see you in a bit?"
Micah: "yes."
Betty: "k, bye"
Micah: "bye. i probably did not need to include the entire conversational exchange in my livejournal."
-hang-hang-hang-up-
Brent and i began cooking.
and taking sweet-ass photographs of the process.
-ding-ding-ding-dong-
-formalities pass-
[Nate, Brent, Kevin, Micah in Kitchen, eating Brownies]:
Betty: [to Brent] "so, how are you getting home then?"
Brent: [silent glance at Micah]
Micah: "ooooooooooh, about that... [apparently uncomfortable for a couple of seconds but with superb all-star acting skills masks it with cunning confidence] ...he doesn't have a ride just yet. and we figured... since you were with us and all..."
you get the picture. they didnt stick around long. only long enough for this hott shit:
and suddenly, my parents were mad at me for some reason. it could have nothing to do with having a friend from St Cloud laying on my couch with some markers and Carebears at 10:30pm with no clear ride home.
so Brent got to spend the night, and i got to get yelled at.
as actions led to actions, so Brownies led to Aaron and Pat Cakes.
we wrapped your corvette up in cellophane and set it aflame!
man, scopes are hip.
Pat Cakes plus my house equals first time ever tonight, and it was fun. no others were allowed to join us for the night however, so Aaron had to leave at eleven as well.
it was a long goodbye.
AND THENN.
Brent and i got down to some TOP SECRET work.
whhhhhhhhich i will not mention at all. ever. again.
or perhaps on occasion.
BUT ONLY on occasion.
we worked from 11pm-3am on our TOP SECRET project.
and enjoyed some good roof conversation.
we are lovers that have soo much in common.
ohhh boy, i can tell that we are gonnabe friends.
anyway,
i should jet.
to homework, and long distance phone calls.
but you should know that i am happy and that:
look to the sun for hope.
i love Brieanna Marie Watters.