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i'm cold. i think i have chills. but i'm still happy. am i happy? or am i just ignorantly confused? nonetheless, tonight was fun too. i had some people over and we chilled in the guest house and swam and did fun stuff like that. i forced everyone to watch flashdance, but i guess people don't find that movie as cool as i do. the music is frickin awesome.
so at the end of the night, when wendy and allie were leaving, byron and wendy went to do some little high-five/hand-holding thingy which turned into a massive hug and they were basically laying on top of each other. now, this isn't a super weird or unlikely occurence, but at that exact moment my mom and byron's mom walk into the room. i mean, there are these two kids on top of each other on a futon, unsupervised. it was very funny. steph and i had a good laugh about it. i mean, there were SO many other moments that would have been totally fine if the moms intruded, but it was just hilarious to see the looks on their faces when they walked into the room. funny stuff.
so yeah. i really want to know who finds the need to be such an ass all the time in the comments section of my journal. i mean, if you're gonna be mean, you might as well have the guts to share your identity. i mean who's gonna get all the credit for those disgustingly thought up insults? they have to be credited to someone.
i'm exhausted. and for some reason i just really don't have the desire to move my lazy butt 5 feet accress the room and into my bed. god damnit i'm a goofball.
so at the end of the night, when wendy and allie were leaving, byron and wendy went to do some little high-five/hand-holding thingy which turned into a massive hug and they were basically laying on top of each other. now, this isn't a super weird or unlikely occurence, but at that exact moment my mom and byron's mom walk into the room. i mean, there are these two kids on top of each other on a futon, unsupervised. it was very funny. steph and i had a good laugh about it. i mean, there were SO many other moments that would have been totally fine if the moms intruded, but it was just hilarious to see the looks on their faces when they walked into the room. funny stuff.
so yeah. i really want to know who finds the need to be such an ass all the time in the comments section of my journal. i mean, if you're gonna be mean, you might as well have the guts to share your identity. i mean who's gonna get all the credit for those disgustingly thought up insults? they have to be credited to someone.
i'm exhausted. and for some reason i just really don't have the desire to move my lazy butt 5 feet accress the room and into my bed. god damnit i'm a goofball.