...and I absolutely loved it. I woke up, heard the rain, and began to day. I danced a mighty jig, with much hopping and jumping and wild yells of laughter. It was a good jig.
Then I actually went to camp. As I said to dougie "were probably the only people in Portland rejoicing over this rain". Camp rocked too. I did an obstical course, and tackled things, and coach cracked jokes, and things were good. I led the jumping jacks at the end and frightened small children with my loud voice. Karo apparently watched part of practice and thought I looked happy. I really was. :D
After camp, I went home and changed and showered and put junk in my hair, then headed to the mall and sornsens with my mom for pictures. Then we went to The Manchurian Candiate (which was really good) and she took me out to dinner at Stanfords. The waitress there thought I was like 24 and kept hitting on my and tried to get me to try some rum...then my mom pointedly commented I was only in highschool...the waitress turned bright red. I felt sorry for poor Jessica...she seemed really nice.
Then I came home, got my car, and drove out to kenny's where him, mikee, scotty, rach, and dave awaited. Then karo, cynda, and misha showed up. We talked and burned things. Then misha and I finally duked it out...I easily pinned her. 289 is not easy to get off your back.
Then, at scotty's prodding, I went to Seasame Donuts and got a maple bar, hung with him and the ladies for about 5 minutes, and came home.
Yeah...today might just have been, overall, the best day of the summer. No joke...I felt truely great all day. And things were ok. Now I'm gonna go watch old movies until I pass out.
"Sometimes I get wondering if good times fade away and things always turn out this way...you're one of the many things that help me face the day, I'm so glad you're hear with me. And its not your fault that you're in pain...I just can't explain how much you mean to me...meant what I said, meant what I did...its all for you."
Posted by Viper37 at August 7, 2004 12:12 AM